This is a song about "Teen wolf"

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Your my queen and even though i'm a teen

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Break a bat, where’s the wolf?

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

So now i show you off to the block no fronting

Those riches abusing socks and the teen glistening

The science and the art, africa

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

Undespitable best extreme teen regime, you scream for more