This is a song about "Prayers about friends"

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Since we were never really friends.

You saying you dominate is like showing a fake id saying your last names

With your friends and get blazed, talking about bitches, or playing video games

But if we trust god...why did the prayers stop

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Asking for prayers from some hermit virgins

Sceptical about friends more than my enemies

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

To increase my ends

Its alright u have no friends

Feeble prayers to fit in bread crumbs in their stay

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say