This is a song about "Whatch your back"

Sit back, relax, close your eyelids people

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

So go back to your cave and ride back to your trailer park,

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

And the v12, that's on various trips

Pull your eyes out the back sockets

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Bend u backwards snap your back matrix

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

To increase my ends

You behind your back you'll be

This is like riding through the city