This is a song about "Joining crip gang"

I hate when they bleed cause i'm a crip,

The dead society of a poet

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

Fuck all slobs kill them with a knife bk all day every day crip life

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

I ain't, mad, at cha

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

We fuckin' it up this summer