This is a song about "Peyton savage king taylor"

Might need a bandage you fucking savage

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

You fuck around wit a real savage

It's the savage tongue tzer one signing out

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

And it smells like burger king.

I love the way you're standing

I do the right thing

I'm feelin like a king,

As my record label nitpicks at this

Like a savage ravages the pink abyss

Go pop some pills or something

Here comes the next rap king

Im a savage beat assassin

Make them more insecure when they caught one