This is a song about "Tell them"

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

"smells like dope" they'd tell me, i'd just stare at them zoned out

But life is so terrific, tell them pinch me if i'm dreaming

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Tell them niggas we coming

Tell them witches and their race that there's a penalty,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

But i can insist when i give them a kiss, they'll tell me "daddy this,

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

I always tell them i am not talented, but truly blessed.

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Tell kendrick, when you controlling all them lines

But i tell them nah, because i like this demonic feel.

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real