This is a song about "Oscar the grouch"

We left em a world that's cursed

I'm in the the real world

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

The day before is better than the present

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

For the man of the hour

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

And i got a little big, keep it low key

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

My life deserves an oscar, this is just a teaser

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for