This is a song about "Standard operating procedures"

You know that love is a very serious thing

This shaky mediterranean operating

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

A smooth operator operating correctly,

I still have your curtains, they're amber. only them, they're the standard.

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

These words are not standard but yet my mind has shifted

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

They'll say he did so that we could live a higher standard

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

You over there, definition of your standard tool

Wack rapper.. your lax standard lacks swagger..

Yeah, right, get over here faster