This is a song about "The oscars"

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Whip, plane, motions own

As the king upon the throne

Down the street to the car,

That gal want me ride har

I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent

The water from the past is the same water in the present

The more battles the better the flows

So while you worry about the hoes

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

Duck duck, say goose

Saw the bombs on the news