This is a song about "Cool wolf"

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

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

So like i said before don't act a fool

Crockadillys be so rad, and cool

Im the wolf in front of you sheep

From the back seat, back seat

Like the big bad wolf blow it down,

My name is timb aka thomas crown

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

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Break a bat, where’s the wolf?

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

This wolf will bite you, leave you with a broke nose