This is a song about "Gang war deaths"

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Playboy, i don't own that man

But never once in a gang

Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too weak

3 deaths..in 1 summer goin days without noooo sleep.......

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

I'd give anything to get him off deaths list

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Can barely walk the city streets

By a gang called the police

Not relying on the light no more

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Sent to their deaths by the vicious power brokers/

Two baby mamas, 3 kids, two rovers