This is a song about "Oscar the thug"

Winning an oscar as i'm preaching my embers

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Who experienced the real life, and knew what thug life was all about//

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

I've become immune to you no name haters

To kill the next motherfucking thug stepping on turf,

Things couldn't get any clearer, the thug got nearer and nearer,

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

My life deserves an oscar, this is just a teaser

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

I'm lights out pull the plug you should feel me like a thug

'cause you use in the lab thug, use a pen and pad rug

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck