This is a song about "Apples of iduna"

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Jungle fever for the night

Out of mind out of sight

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Now this is what i call an evening

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world

Of being of always getting wired

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Out of this coviction of feelings

Cause america the terror of,

And i need you to show me love