This is a song about "The wild"

Day dreams of rappin' in the stages, crowds goin' wild crazy of my verses//

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Closet the size of your apartment

Money wild i'm on the hunt

Jimmy back me, child

I was young and running wild,

Gonna take a slide to the wild side with a cup full of pride

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

There's that smile/ been a while/ about to take a trip in the wild/

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Aint no easy task cleaning up the wild west.

Uh, this what's been on my mind

Animal style my style is wild

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Looking down at the wild child that is so sad seen him smile spidey sensing