This is a song about "Mark foster"

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Million, maybe, question mark that

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

My foster father says devan, wake up for school

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

You shook my world and it felt apart

Rapping bout things that leave mark

Trying to live life to the fullest and make my mark

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

You bite my lip cause you like to leave your mark,

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Escapin foster care.

Don't you leave a seed in there