This is a song about "The wolf and the lamb"

Puts me on my ass, got me howling like a wolf

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

Is written in our souls, africa

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

The lamb he doesn't bother me, when he starts to eat my eyes,

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Mary let's the lamb lead on, and everything is well,

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was black as coal,