This is a song about "Out in the wild"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,

Look, now roll my j tight

Black bird out in the club tonight

She all on my skin

Out in the cotton gin

Come at the explorer and be as wild as you can be.

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Seems like my tenure in jail was longer than the devious, wild

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Chilling out in the shade

When the club gets played

And picture me rollin

Out in the cotton gin