This is a song about "Foreign policy"

And i just love your flashy ways

Driving my car to a foreign place

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I had the agility to fight and make a no helping me policy

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Stop with the policy of poppin' pills before you get pulled by a cop

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come