This is a song about "Where are you at"

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

And don't be thinking that where i'm at is because of you

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

This is a war zone fag where you at this shit is baghdad

More than where im paced at, i'm faded but you can't erase it

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I vanished from where you are, until you stop the weed and ban it

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

She always comin back

You know where i be at

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

Crockadillys are the shoe for where ever you go

Take her where the couch at

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Where are you? fraying for numbers on ma screen, i guess your stuck with some thirteen.