This is a song about "Im a wolf in a mans body"

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

Stick a wolf in a corner and he's bound to bite back

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Like a wolf; think i'm granny, like my cab; pakistani

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

But now i own yachts bigger than a lot of mans cribs

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

Yeah, i'm a lone wolf pack letting grannies ride me in red hoods

Im a lyrical genius and every body is weak

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed