This is a song about "Album"

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Album covers ‘n the sisters of friends

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

From "infinite" down to the last "relapse" album

There must be another route, way out

If my album don't sell guess i'll scream and shout

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

A million nasty things went through my mind

The greatest album ever has just been compiled

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips