This is a song about "Bum bum"

And smoke out with your bum friends, i'm a beast now,

Will somebody please show me how

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

I got plenty bum bitches watching from the deep end.

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Another bum as a janitor, all we gotta do is learn algebra,

All you do bum around, yea quit trying to stop me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

You always talkin cash but we know you a bum,

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Cause i ain't havin' no luck with this little bum foot so fuck it

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

My tongue brass your bum ass get run past i have

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

You used to be my cousin now your a fuckin bum

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system