This is a song about "My mam"

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

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

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

They just wanna dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

And i hope you a believer

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

A coward dies a thousand deaths

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Family my motivation

My home girl told me i got an issue

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

Cause some of you bitches funny

That is my wish, my fantasy.