This is a song about "Covers"

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Stubborn hiding under the covers, this fighting and writing is what makes us brothers

We should fuck each others mothers

Got bitches ducking under covers

She felt like crawling under the covers, but instead called nine one one

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Album covers ‘n the sisters of friends

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

But instead i'm stuck under covers, nothing left but to smolder

Shout out my nigga miles

Tattoo just covers cuts,

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Guess i'll slip under the covers and take the beats to self smother/