This is a song about "Ant the savage"

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

And where's aunt? her life got squished like an ant.

Too savage, i gurgle acid

I be on some other shit

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Savage, a placid assassin stabbing your back with a jagged pole

I ant remember my name

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

In rap track that's this savage

Never agree with that message

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Cant go broke tell my savage to get the smoke

I'm a son of a gun

Im a savage beat assassin