This is a song about "Animal farm"

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Animal style my style is wild

Money back on my mind

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

You aint getting a piece of flesh,you herbivorous animal

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Like a conjoined twin wearing animal skin.

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Got to the end of the tunnel

Its made me an animal