This is a song about "Stone moore do your fucking outlines"

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

Im ravishing like rick, ruder than rudy ray moore,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

And it's well known that rell home

Twinkle your nose, wiggle your toes do whatever you gotta do,

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

To increase my ends

I'm back tell your fucking friends.