This is a song about "Fucking your mam"

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Were amongst demigods fucking up your entourage

I don't want your fucking votes son

This thing that you could imagine

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Weaping your fucking eyes

Inferior, but i'm nice

To increase my ends

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

This shit ain't nothing new though

On your fucking penis depot