This is a song about "No wiener"

Ill kill you with no trail, no jail,

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

No lames, no lies, no compromise

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

There's no glimpse or ray, no simple way

And talking shit we gon' party all day

No hesitations no waits

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

No failed romances, no second glances,

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

Your body's right as rain

No more money, no more fame

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Champagne no chain no diamonds