This is a song about "My hust"

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

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

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Down in dallas at the all-star game

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,