This is a song about "The savage reservation"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Or will i turn savage and live in the trees? maybe a dog to keep me company.

I'm just a good kid in a mad reservation

Weight of the world, i lift without preparation

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

If you keep telling the cops that i'm savage

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

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

The savage life behind the mic, now everybody hollerin' about trill entertainment

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

You see me acting like a savage,

Man but this ain't no sign language

Trying to give them light and a message

In rap track that's this savage