This is a song about "Oscar and nutmeg"

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Im always on the yard like farmers

And their mothers and fathers

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Every night i stroke hoes

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Social conditioning and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

But i'm not worried

And stop playing hide and seek,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for