This is a song about "Patria gang"

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

And word i blew off herb i grew

They had a hell of a run

Of the rebel gang captain

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Rapping bout this gang a whole hornets nest.

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

I ain't mad at cha

If you feel gang bang is the sweetest song,bitch standby

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high