This is a song about "The oscars"

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

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

I'm a son of a gun

The bigger the the fun

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

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

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

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

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Thinkin of the the dreams

So if you wanna leave