This is a song about "Well em all"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Yeezy taught em well, now we smoking that kush

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

On all the most depressing shit, oh well

Forget all good times,where everything's were going well

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

By the phone, no call

Odd future, wolfgang kill 'em all

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Well screw you, and fuck 'em too, i don't need no one, not even you "boo"

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

These joints here not found at the mall

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

Working through our problems solving em all

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol