This is a song about "Oscar letting people pay for him"

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

And call the hospital for him for later.

Of people that would love him and follow him. do what he says.

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Politicians calling people like him a wart

Don’t pay as much for socks

Where would i be without my dogs

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Just like ab soul said so i pay homage to him.

Casual day for incompatible pay

But more importantly taught me to pray

I couldnt get him to pay attention to his four kids

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips