This is a song about "Friends turn to snakes"

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

They make you need to be fake, some men are just snakes,

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Don't want to tell family or friends

Giving blowjobs to my friends

To increase my ends

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Too afraid of what they might say to their friends might say to their friends

It's my turn to phrase a turn of phrase and turn a purple haze

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Trying to please my family, friends and fans

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs