This is a song about "Crop gang"

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

But never once in a gang

I put that shit on my man

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

And while i’m in your mother

When i'm on it, on it like my job

My whole deck in my hands, cream of the crop

Just searching for the perfect shot

Cuz you know that i'm growing the best crop

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

But it's still cool just to dream man because