This is a song about "You told me you were native"

Then i remember the day you told me you were leaving

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

You never told me these things you were feeling

Should of told me more about what you were going through

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

And guess who told me everything that you say

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

But whoever told you that you can drown in an empty pool they were lying.

I told you not to play with me, but you overreached/

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

You were told that you have friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents