This is a song about "Trays"

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

I am making this out of reanimated beats scheme and inflated trays when,

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads