This is a song about "Weed wolf"

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

If he does my soul to keep

Im the wolf in front of you sheep

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons

I'm a wolf in sheep's clothes, an akuma in beast mode.

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

This is the concrete

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace