This is a song about "Imaginary friends"

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

So beautiful you would think it was imaginary.

Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Shake junt, get buck my friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

To increase my ends

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks