This is a song about "Giving up your jeans to homeless"

Giving life to dying breeds

Can barely walk the city streets

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

This is like love, that you can never get

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Giving blowjobs to my friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

That's your opinion, son, i'm giving the facts

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

I hear your vocals your giving it weak

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

This burn mark on your jeans don't match the ones on your flesh

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Giving you up to seven minutes to contact your peers,