This is a song about "I m talking about that boy johhny sappi and vithu"

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Ugh what the fuck am i talking about im high righ now, and i still rhyme fly,

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever

Just me and you in our own world talking about pressure

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I grew up poor, but artists brag about it and keep talking,

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...