This is a song about "Buffalo wild wings"

Then they going fucking wild

Their sayin on my mind

Pay my haters not too much mind

I was young and running wild,

Animal style my style is wild

Should be harder to find

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Tethered strings are severed quick that've held all my feather wings

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Music getting you up,like you got wings

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Had i not been exposed to these things

Bitch, am like a maxipad, cuz i got wings,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

'buffalo bill' stepping in, time to perfect things off