This is a song about "Political oppression poverty gang violence"

Come on this journey

Breeds from the poverty,

Hoppin' out a van

Of a wolf gang gang bang

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

When i drop the science political activists tell me to stop the violence,

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song//

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Fitting ya without ma gang

Like as if i didn’t know man

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

From where gorillas territorial for inches