This is a song about "Trickin in stripping"

Catch you up on places i've been

I get in where i fit in.

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

In proving improvement in chunks,

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Stuck in the in the tub,