This is a song about "Caren your bae"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Your just signing your death so mind your threats

Your family, your friends,

To increase my ends

Together all the timethought it was true love

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Grown men in this game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain