This is a song about "Savage woman"

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

I need a woman whos amazing that can do right

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

Another dead woman,another bad boys

The savage with the statics

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Might need a bandage you fucking savage

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

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

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

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

In rap track that's this savage

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Of a woman with a broken heart.

I know my calling's worth like phone card