This is a song about "Able about"

Finally able write my wrongs,

And of course, my car's off course

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Used to be able to just snatch em all up

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

If i'll be able to endeavor

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

When will i be able to rest upon this hill so steep,

Anything else won't be able to uphold

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

But why should unknown be able to intake,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Being able to collab is so cool