This is a song about "Odd socks"

Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Don’t pay as much for socks

You pull up in parking lots

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

A demon and a god, perfect and also odd/

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

On no, you're 20 some odd years old and still a virgin

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks