This is a song about "Overcoming the odds"

I'm a platter full of odds and ends,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Terrible odds on a two faced nickel.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And the docs are at odds with any self sabotage

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Your odds of winning same as the release of detox

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

The odds your jaws will drop is astromonically high

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

And the odds from the start set against you,