This is a song about "Advise"

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

I advise that you pursue whatever you wanna do

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Uprise with in and advise ya friends.

Try to get up on my level i advise to hitch a ride

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

He rose high up in the sky, i gave the advise to hold back on the rhymes

I advise you to hide and not make a sound

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

Your ego oversized, i advise to see a psychologist,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

I'm everything that they call nice

Here's a piece of advise...