This is a song about "Wild 8"

It's like a quest, hard as bullets from wild west

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

I was young and running wild,

Money back on my mind

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Better yet they work my every nerve

Living young and wild and free

I came up hungry

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Money wild i'm on the hunt

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I got a lot on my mind

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,