This is a song about "Fitting in"

You'd be better off fitting this dick in your mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Fitting of my eminent stature

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

In proving improvement in chunks,

See i walked in while she creeped in.

And i like the hoes that need passion

Taskforce reporting in

And picture me rollin

Mic'ing few miles fitting the backstreet

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

You in your after life fitting in hell perfectly

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Now see im going back in

It ain't where i been