This is a song about "My squaf"

For setting up traps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

This is my original, my validation

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Temporary the richest, legendary's forever