This is a song about "Letting go"

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

No i'm not fucking proud, i'm just letting it out

Maybe i'm just being real but letting shit phase me

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

And when we're on the mic and emotions letting go…

As a red eye, high jedi, letting lead fly, i bet i bust

The club underwater, have em running out the front

They all need attention, they call me a g though

I'm past go; bitches is stripping letting they ass show

This kid is trash i'm done letting him have it

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Tryna find myself letting the stars show me

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

So i'm setting it off letting it off on your face you can't keep up with pace