This is a song about "Weed and cars and xanex"

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

All i need is moola cars and friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Ben stiller, zoolander, same face

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks