This is a song about "Shout em all"

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Syllables, killaholic (kill em all with)

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Now all i really do is jus fuck em

By the phone, no call

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

She was the queen of the club

Like ash and just catch em all up

Mirror mirror on the wall

Odd future, wolfgang kill 'em all

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Shout to all the muthafuckers who pushed me to it

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

No more splurging on fitteds at goliath

Kill em all with my stick

Teach you how to rope a chick