This is a song about "Log villa gang engineer"

But never once in a gang

Pushing in my mama van

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

Why are you talking about your gang

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

By a gang called the police

Five shots she ready to leave

A doctor, an engineer,

A couple of sprites but no beer

So log out and soak your lyrical papers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve