This is a song about "Policy of limitations with worldly affairs"

With all of this rap shit

See i let my nigga split that

A fear of commitment with

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

How could this rule be set against my policy..

I'm sharper than shark teeth

With blood of a lesser tease

With shards of ice and glass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Conversations about tsunami's and current affairs

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Crowded with thousands of buds 'n' powders that he was showered with