This is a song about "Gang war deaths"

But dont go in raw

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

Money is worst than a war

Not one j got a pair or more

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

By a gang called the police

Got her going down, no teeth

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Leaving deaths unanswered.

You to the world

From where gorillas territorial for inches

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous