This is a song about "We the wolves"

Am like wolves like battling dogs but

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

We are on the fucking cusp

Clap two times if you drunk

Who knows what the

We rest on the sofa

Yeah, we get this cabbage

We showin up, we blow the dutch

We both had dreams of being great

Account the amount we are paid

We just looking in the mirror

Something worth dying for