This is a song about "Kate the savage"

If you keep telling the cops that i'm savage

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

It's the savage tongue tzer one signing out

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

I feel they praisin too much

You fuck around wit a real savage

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Or will i turn savage and live in the trees? maybe a dog to keep me company.

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Desperate for a check with a sum, depressed and act savage

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Practicing poses in the mirror yeah he swears that he's a savage

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

A massive savage who avids menace habits of havoc,