This is a song about "Brek ups"

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

Ups and downs of my life, it used to be the lights out,

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Your dropping more names than ups drops boxes

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness

Cause the sound lasts longer, bass drummer song

Go through ups and downs,through right and wrong