This is a song about "Tulsa union depot"

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusionhappiness, living on the streets is a delusion

My head space is bigger than the whole of home depot

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

Go back to home depot, dude cuz you're a tool

He been waiting for his connection to come

We should all join as one as a union

On your fucking penis depot

My new flow bought hublots below zero

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

While the other while tip his hat and stape the union in the back,