This is a song about "Drugs money gang"

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I was born in a gang territory

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

No money, power, or drugs,

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

I'm everything that they call nice

By a gang called the police