This is a song about "Separate parents"

I separate from everybody

Look it something they can't ever see

Separate mind body soul and represent what happened,

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Don't try and separate race from religion

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Write your names on the separate piece of paper

Did you choose to have parents?

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

So you best escape before i separate

We went our separate ways

Yeah hail mary full of grace