This is a song about "Smoking running from polices fake friends"

G5, clearport, say hello to the man

Fake friends it was all a sham,

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I dont need fake friends i dont take ends

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

From any other state, make friends not competitors

Don't go running from the shadows

Every night i stroke hoes

From ireland but i'll land, running

We no longer close or nothing

Yeah keep laughing, you and your fake-ass friends/

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends