This is a song about "Sex drugs police and cars"

All i need is moola cars and friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

And i know - there'll never be peace

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

After lebron, i'm what's next

Me and your mum had rough sex

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex