This is a song about "Intense"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

As the heat on the words start to intense

I'm on deck i'm up next

Even though shit got intense

Why did you give me attention, kissing intense with living intentions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Like a fife, i get that intense,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

That would be the perfect world, we can't trapped intense,

So intense when i commence with pens to write these sentences

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Smoke an eighth of blue dream so i'm not intense

I vent my dreams cause the pens intense to me

You see now that nigga lonely