This is a song about "Fucking your haters bitche"

To increase my ends

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Y'all haters suck, so open your ears and listen 'cuz i might bite 'em,

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Put the haters on a table, i dont need a fucking label/

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

My haters cant even keep a fucking beat tho

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

To all you haters, i fucking expect the plastic assets,

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

On your fucking penis depot