This is a song about "Dead ends"

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

I recognise real no saying where fam ends

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

All you niggas dead , dead fake

We both teenagers with the same mind state

With you the cursing never ends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Same shit different pen just reruns with different ends,

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

This game of cat and mouse ends a.s.a.p

Kick back and know yo son set

His trek ends abruptly without check,