This is a song about "Leaving friends"

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

Selling weed by the trees if your friends with the enemy than ya best be leaving

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.

So we just kept leaving

Bun b, i’m underground king

Ain't leaving till you retreat

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Wide eyed when im leaving

Its alright u have no friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

It's the reality of leaving,