This is a song about "Gang fight death"

Of the rebel gang captain

I don't trust no one

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

Cause my thing something vicious

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Fly bitch gang we did that

Ha my mojo back

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I don't fight fair. i'll stab you to death, then disappear into thin air.

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Silicone bitches got the confidence