This is a song about "Iggy azalea s fake ass"

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

I never use a fork i always spoon her

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

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents