This is a song about "Ana in russia"

Knocked out in the lunch in

Lookin’ for some action

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

See i walked in while she creeped in.

Looking for them better days

Like in mice in men find a cave,

In every thought, in every word

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

In my cabriolet

Brr, brr, ay, lemme see, okay

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

He's in the books he's in the cites

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

In proving improvement in chunks,