This is a song about "Sympathy"

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

The stones had sympathy for the devil

They feel sympathy but do not know what it feels like to want to pull out a knife

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I give y'all my sympathy, i'm still crying them real tears,

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

The opposite of sympathy fuck you and all your problems bitch

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Im not going to want your sympathy

Like you said "you just want sympathy."

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

No sympathy, even though hostility is killing me.

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

You dumb it down dont expect me,to give your ass any sympathy,