This is a song about "Friends and souls"

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Forgetting not my true purpose, i proceed to killing and sending souls up

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

To listen up and see our souls glisten a bunch

The battles over but the war has just begun, enters other souls and he feasts

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Music and writing were my only friends

And i stand as a motive for my friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

Because they sold their souls for power and riches,

Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress

And even your friends at school.

The thugs say i'm cool