This is a song about "Lone wolf"

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

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

A lone man/misguided thoughts...

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

It's free for all i gotta survive, a lone wolf unlike a bee tryna hide

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Who the fuck would've thought that one little lone mc

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

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

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat