This is a song about "In"

In left hand mic,in right a viper.

The only time i flirt with her

Girl listen, trying to position

Knocked out in the lunch in

After lebron, i'm what's next

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

If you ever feel alone and

So rest in peace in my hand

In proving improvement in chunks,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

In a private jet while i'm walking in

They say your name for attention

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts