This is a song about "The savage reservation"

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

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

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.

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Like a savage ravages the pink abyss

I can taste the salt from my tears

The savage with the statics

You fuck around wit a real savage

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Practicing poses in the mirror yeah he swears that he's a savage

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

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

You see me acting like a savage,

It's cool cause the radio don't do much