This is a song about "Gang battles"

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

Why are you talking about your gang

But never once in a gang

Can you picture my specific plan

By a gang called the police

Get blown like lawn leaves

Constant battles of fools

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

No gang alignment but i'm very vibrant

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Stores with drugs,battles without rings