This is a song about "Worst friends"

And until then i'm building a path to reflect the worst

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Shake junt, get buck my friends

And the worst thing about them,

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

It's such a lonely world

March first was simply the worst

My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Im fucking with the best and mucking up the worst

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

We been all around the world

Always hopin' for the worst