This is a song about "The wild wild west"

And bijies like im out and

Money wild i'm on the hunt

A million nasty things went through my mind

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

The lion in the wild silent and stalkin casually,

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Aint no easy task cleaning up the wild west.

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Seen at school, remember the wild mammals?

We vegetables, on them record labels

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,

I got a lot on my mind

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Wild styles to mimic, just throw me the key to the honda civic

And they going fucking wild

Soldiers lost their mind