This is a song about "Tucker riley"

Fuck themselves, supress a sniper for my guests.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Disturbed and worthless but i still rock the place

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Diagnosis disturbed, maybe mentally damaged

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

Don't want to anger her, or make her irked

We have guests, come on, put 'em on tighter, rep your best songs

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

I'm a fucking disturbed one, down with the sickness

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Or who did, cause i did

My name is dalton elliott

Back like i never ever left in the first

Neighbors thought i was crazy cookoo insane disturbed