This is a song about "Oscar and nutmeg"

And get it again and again

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Don’t mean to disrespect you

And pissing red, white, and blue

And like to boast and brag

Can't win with a passive attack

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

This is something different

Grab the scissors and saws and

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

My life deserves an oscar, this is just a teaser

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

Winning an oscar as i'm preaching my embers