This is a song about "Ada wolf"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

To liberate yourself, africa

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

Because i am a wolf and you're just a pup

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

It's free for all i gotta survive, a lone wolf unlike a bee tryna hide