This is a song about "Quantative easing"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Cutting niggas off like a shed full of severed heads

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

Dueling using soothing vicious kisses.

All we need is convienient love

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Straight g thing, double m g thing

The ones who spent their days cutting

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

The nerve to to averse the universe in mirth

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

Anybody who talk shit i getting sliced up. so iif u see me on cbs news

Peace and quiet to all the motherfuckers starting riots when im calling a truce