This is a song about "On the wild side"

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

But now theirs no one on the other side, surprise

You brag about the hoes you holdin on the side

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

I want to feel her in every way

Someone driving on the wrong side, of the highway,

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

We can all see whats on the out-side,

Cuz thats how we do it on my side of the tracks

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Strap the fuck in we finna take a ride on the wild side tell me please

My sister comes from the side, flickin’ on the light

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

The right sights on the prize, but still a knife in the side,

So the homie wale can leave the hook right