This is a song about "Savage"

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

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

Too savage, i gurgle acid

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Might need a bandage you fucking savage

My mama smoked so god damn much

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

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

Im a savage beat assassin

Catch you up on places i've been

I go, in when i start putting words out

When you fuck her savage is aall she screams and shout

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

You claim your mean and got a savage team but

Shockwave too savage, managed in using weakness as advantage

The only reason that i put up with this bougie ass bitch