This is a song about "The wild wild west"

Next line underneath will explain why my lyrics are wild

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

All you wanna do is get that stick

Then they going fucking wild

Pay my haters not too much mind

Animal style my style is wild

The revolution has arrived

Strap the fuck in we finna take a ride on the wild side tell me please

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Their sayin on my mind

I was young and running wild,

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,

Should be harder to find

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild