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

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

But these wall street bankers use this to pad their wallets,

Like the big bad wolf blow it down,

Then get out your seat and jump around

Break a bat, where’s the wolf?

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

Of a wolf gang gang bang

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

I'm lockin' the street, man it's survival of the fittest,

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,