[Verse 1]

You the type of motherfucker to make a diss track against jesus

You the type of motherfucker to make a diss track against messiah

Crash out, diss eminem, 50 cent and yeezus

All in the same run cuz they worse than us

Rotten fruit, damaged goods

Im the old man of the woods

Am i breathing? Am i speaking?

What am i doing all this for, a ring?

Well yeah, i gave my life away (Oak)

Glorifying drugs leads you down the wrong way (Oak)

I'm the man who sold the world (Oak)

For drug money, fit right in to this hellhole (Oak)

I live in slums, shit makes me wanna hurl

And these fuckin druggies would swallow mе hole

[Chorus]

Incidents upon incidents upon incidеnts

Explain to my mum that they arent just coincidence

Incidents upon incidents upon incidents

Explain to my mum that they arent just coincidence

Incidents upon incidents upon incidents

Explain to my mum that they arent just coincidence

Incidents upon incidents upon incidents

Explain to my mum that they arent just coincidence

Oak

[Verse 2]

From a young age I already knew this town was a cage

But i wasn’t an adult I was stuck, it hurt so much I was enraged

But as I aged, I saw the light at the end of the tunnel become brighter

I was tryna make it out of this area, working on music, pulling all nighters

My songs are like poems, I wrote them on a typewriter

Im so intelligent im not a rapper im a story writer

No one wants to admit it

But this hole you call home won’t fit it

Now your life is reminiscent of a skit

Incidents upon incidents upon incidents

Explain to my mum that they aren't just coincidence

Incidents upon incidents upon incidents

Explain to my mum that they aren't just coincidence

Grab a shed add a bed and now this is your humble abode

You wanna move, finally i am free

Then i found it was down the street

Id move to the city even if i had to live in a tree

It’d be made of oak, stronger than my spirit

Because no matter how hard they try, they can't lift it

And i argued, started a conflict, do i regret it?, a bit

And now the other parent has the audacity to get involved

Im sorry you weren't there when i was growing

You can't say shit, im your kid but you ain't my father

Oak