This is a song about "Having no friends"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Ma glaswegian accent means no mainstream for me but a don't regret having it

Crying and wondering why he had no goddamn friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Ive been having these thoughts

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

And notice that no ones having ya protected,

Having some prosperity

Fuck fame, fuck money

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Instead having a bad addiction

All i got is my pros, i don’t need no friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents