This is a song about "Friends changing"

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

I am a redetermined, project changing from a pothead, to a blockhead,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Your personalities been changing, your always shaking.

They've all moved to different places, changing their paces.

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Ripples wake, changing fates,

I like my girls skinny with brains

The rap game's changing, rearranging you know.

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Changing thoughts of people cynical

They just need convincing like malcolm little