This is a song about "18 street gang"

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Leave you severed across the street

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Seein' dreams in they sleep

Yea we hard on the street

Gang banging with bloods and crips

She likes the way it hits her lips

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

And reminds us that the mixture of guns and puns is too urban and street

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

No good. never try too hard though, running my game cross the street to the bar

They talk say cool jew na the man

Fitting ya without ma gang

I was born in a gang territory

Hail mary nigga, run quick see