This is a song about "The sharper we are"

I ain't trying to be ignorant

We are on the fucking cusp

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

We just tryna chill our vibes are the real deal

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

We are the dead, ain't no denying it

Silicone bitches got the confidence

We are having the time of our lives

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Ya we are the craziest motherfuckers on the planet

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Odell beckham we are the giants/

We are the chosen ones and it's time for our exodus/

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love