This is a song about "Bald head gang"

Fitting ya without ma gang

This should be illegal man

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,

Got her going down, no teeth

By a gang called the police

Fly bitch gang we did that

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Let me teach you all the sounds of love