This is a song about "Savage s"

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Cold world no blanket son

Im a savage beat assassin

You see me acting like a savage,

Now you speaking my language

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

It´s the battle of life

If you keep telling the cops that i'm savage

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

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain