This is a song about "Giving up"

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Woke up in the mornin giving thanks to god,

Giving blowjobs to my friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Never giving up cos your my motivation

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

But it wasn't like that, and he was giving up slowly,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Labels giving me debts instead of giving me checks

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

You ain't giving up? i ain't giving up either