This is a song about "Savage girl"

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

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

I turn savage when rappers are half average

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

A massive savage who avids menace habits of havoc,

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

And don't be mad just because i've grasped my potential and you haven't savage,

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Like a savage ravages the pink abyss

Too savage, i gurgle acid

Saying they this and that

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

If you keep telling the cops that i'm savage

The savage with the statics

The jiggas and the tips