This is a song about "Not going to wolf ridge"

Going nowhere, not ever achieving,

Now this is what i call an evening

"huston we have a problem... it's not going to solve it's self, it's a big problem,

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Im not going to want your sympathy

And all women who had light features, see

Its not going to stop me,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

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

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

It seems to remind me of a scene like this

I'm not going to swing at your weak-ass pitches

Im not going to let you drag me down

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

But i'm not going to stop,

I’m the king of rock