This is a song about "Cash and ass"

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

You light-years behind here

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

What i spend my cash on, my nikes and big tees

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Why do we have to have the cash and funds?

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

That's my cash flow; the mass of the ass attached to my last hoe

And i'll proceed to throw this cash

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

And start earning some cash to go back to the academy

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

And all women who had no cash can now see