This is a song about "Of"

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Of the book of your life

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

Instead of living this life of violent crime

Who know this be the life that i really live

Out of this coviction of feelings

Of instant elation

You're uncool like my mother kin