This is a song about "People my ghettto"

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

People always judge me by my appearance not what my life's like

Here i go again, searching for love

People take my kindness for weakness

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

With other people, my family, my friends

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Training my craftship using people for practice

For now everything just seem so right

My rhymes people try to always cite

Gentrification forcing my people to relocate

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Which leads to your people and my people clash

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class