This is a song about "Milfred and his fat friends"

That!but i am ugly and fat,

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

All i need is moola cars and friends

My all gold rolly or the

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

He's seen several of his best friends die

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Stoned with his friends while throwing shit at the neighbours homes

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Maybe i should ditch my hometown and friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Let's pretend that his life would be full of friends and fun events.