This is a song about "Probation o"

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Make a fuckin statement, but not for duckin probation/

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

Only ever talk about how iv bin probation

While o stands for omelet

So get up off that slave ship

O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I'm a grade a o g

Could i make you my baby

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Mother, o my mother!

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

My niggas is winning though