This is a song about "The binding of isaac"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Of the book of your life

Take her back to where i live

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

You should be running

The flooding of the nothing

The things im most scared of

Pocket racked up all big faces

Shit, we don't believe none of them

To the voice of the oblivion,

Cause america the terror of,

And now it's clear as this promise