This is a song about "Roasting your friends"

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

To increase my ends

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

Your family, your friends,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Then you look like a fucking fool

All your friends will stare and drool

I'm not like your friends or what your friends think

Money is most of y'all interest

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

And then along came the wrong man for her

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer