This is a song about "Bro u think ur still my friend"

You think you high and mighty but no you're wrong bro

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

Bro what a bad schizophrenia u suffer///////

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

So u dont remember things? so u write it on ur face,

I bury my whole foot in ur faggot ass and still walk tall haters keep me on toes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

You're still my bro that i love, got to take ya to school

U still think why u dont have any fan

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

I'mma do it, yeah i think it's my destiny bro

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though