This is a song about "Working on my shit"

I'm working on four dimensions

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

Will somebody please show me how

But i'm working on the next one now

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Working ya ass out on hanson for minimum wage

While i'm hard on my grind working and school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Now you got me hopped up on that

I'm on my figure 8 shit