This is a song about "The wolf of wall street"

Bitch, i was born to ball

Written in blood on the wall

And plus he's just a wall street banker puppet with clever shit,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

Bang! is the only sound of the street

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Where the ball meets the wall

And we can't fall

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Break a bat, where’s the wolf?

Man it’s the killer tracks

Goin off the wall like vans-

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

The tooth fairy got hype but, she's scared of my street