This is a song about "Rap wolf"

Saying they this and that

And sense when because i rap,

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

I'm a wolf in sheep's clothes, an akuma in beast mode.

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat