This is a song about "Making fun of a friend"

Make fun of my raps and i will kill you with a weapon

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,

But living underground as a friend of the devil,

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

I thought you were a friend

Just say he's the best

Of willing to aim, a gun, to your forehead, its not fun, to wish you were dead.

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/

She’s a star if i ever seen one

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

"instead, sniff some of this cocaine, it's fun;

Perceive these words, the making of a legend

My parents went away on a week's vacation and