This is a song about "Oscar the grouch"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

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

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

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

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Look, i tried to call it quits

The savage with the statics

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

The dopest on the planet

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad