This is a song about "Crackers with no salt"

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I got no friends with no ends

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Heard that you alright though

No longer with the bull shit , ill react with no regret.

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Now i can do over the left, with the left over salt from you

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Spasmatic, slappin' faggot crackers, we attract static,

Cuz you gon' chase cheese

With no guns and no shields

No thoughts of consequences with no concsience he

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

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

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left