This is a song about "Golf and friends"

Music and writing were my only friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

All i need is moola cars and friends

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Uprise with in and advise ya friends.

Feeling ripped off, like ya went to college and majored in professional disc golf

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Yeah keep laughing, you and your fake-ass friends/

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

There'll be friends and there'll be foes

And i stand as a motive for my friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments