This is a song about "Mockingbird"

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

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

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

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

Nto a broad. why you so narrow,. fuckin cookey jack sparrow,

Im the wolf in front of you sheep

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

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

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

I'm a wolf in sheep's clothes, an akuma in beast mode.

So motherfucka don't appear when the money's homelil' homie done grew into a big dog

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk