This is a song about "Feds"

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

I painted a crime just for the feds

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Feds cannot uncover the tracks i leave for them either

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

It's like you were afraid of feds or loose threads

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Call nine-one-one, cause i left your head for the feds

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq