This is a song about "Crackers in spain"

I got blammas, you'll drop your hammers

A specimen of crackers

In proving improvement in chunks,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,

In my heart and in my mind

This is to my unborn child

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

In his knapsack and drifted in delight.

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

If i didn't, i guess i'm a cool cocaine connect

He told me he never knew how all of the crackers felt,

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years