This is a song about "Twitter savage"

These lines are inscripted the picture image of me is pure savage

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

If you keep telling the cops that i'm savage

It's cool cause the radio don't do much

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Face lights up like every time twitter updates.

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

There's bitter masses established while you just twitter and hash it

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

So i figure, you'll fuck about this on twitter

In rap track that's this savage

My mama smoked so god damn much

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Practicing poses in the mirror yeah he swears that he's a savage