This is a song about "My friends and weed"

And no matter where all of my friends go

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Trying to please my family, friends and fans

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

The weed gets me higher and my rhymin it inspires

And my friends, chloe, sophie? what about fucking naomi?

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes

Music and writing were my only friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents