This is a song about "Drones"

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

This is oh so much like getting votes

Targeting drones looking for holy bones

Cattle to the slaughter they all wander like drones

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

With rappers, crack and gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

Thought you could dethrone a king//watch my drones// get sent home// before

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

That ain't meant for civilians, but drones in pakistan,

Goverment spying on me with drones

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

Just caught in the aftermath, the trash of many past middle-class drones

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes