This is a song about "No cursing goals and wishes"

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

I have limited amounts of time to fulfill my life's wishes

With you the cursing never ends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Go out and work, read your goals 'fore bedtime

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

That's my wicked humor, i'm more wicked than your wickedly vivid wishes,

And bitches say bitch like bitch is not offensive

He wishes that people werent so selfish

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

In minimum 1000 volts of reachin my goals

If we ain't right and always at the throats