This is a song about "Hissing"

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

I will start to boo you, and the crowd is hissing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

But you started hissing like you was burnt thanksgiving

Dismissing the hissing, misgiving, fucking criticism

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system

Must be something you want me to see

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight