This is a song about "Changing your fate"

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

I can seal your fate in a crate and make that shit parana bait

Face your fate of serving in my servitude

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

All of these are the ways that you could meet your fate,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Just accept your fate, let the darkness lay it's eggs,

You keep changing your rap name like you're renewing your bars

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

It's part of your fate, that's when your life'll start to begin

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Ripples wake, changing fates,

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Changing thoughts of people cynical

The world is so typical