This is a song about "Supply chain"

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

To chain the internal beast inside me

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Automatic possessing with intent to supply

Stepdad supply the weed, he the giver

And you know i paint that picture

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

This great pain, feels like im captured-attached to a chain

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane