This is a song about "Savage"

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

You claim your mean and got a savage team but

My mama smoked so god damn much

You fuck around wit a real savage

Too savage, i gurgle acid

Razor grips, laser spit

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

Might need a bandage you fucking savage

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Sleep with dragons, release the kracken, cross breed a savage//

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

These lines are inscripted the picture image of me is pure savage

Savage, a placid assassin stabbing your back with a jagged pole

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul