This is a song about "Friends turn there backs"

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

Sitting there sipping beer man i my friends are dumb but i love them.

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

That it snaps fast and the backlash will crack backs

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I go hard like backs of beetles and hot as ignited diesel

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

To increase my ends

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Stabbing gall bladders in backs of bathroom stalls