This is a song about "Sympathy"

You all niggas ain't even on my level

The stones had sympathy for the devil

I can tell the girls have sympathy for me

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

And i dont need your apology or sympathy,

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Or in other words i'll put you in a sympathy strike that will make you look wimpy not brilliant,

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

The opposite of sympathy fuck you and all your problems bitch

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

Visions bleak, no sympathy cause they're sinnin' villains sittin' rich in their buildings