This is a song about "Falling cows"

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Never knew why i was falling

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

My life is falling down the drain

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Falling right back over like a hollow broomstick

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Now i'm falling from the sky

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Cows in the slaughterhouse

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

You falling behind? sorry, i can't empathize

And picture me rollin

I can see the sun falling

Streets is calling you

My lyrics step on cows, moo