This is a song about "Gang war deaths"

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Of a wolf gang gang bang

Lower than my credit score

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

I ain't happy with the score

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

When they showed up at your door at christmas

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Will i ever win the war

Up in my new two door