This is a song about "Wild car"

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Believe my mom still needs a new car

She prayed on me passing that bar

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

I remember life as a child when everything was wild.

From the womb, my newborn child

And they going fucking wild

My direction good, well-rounded type

We fuck high and get wild tonight

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Seems like my tenure in jail was longer than the devious, wild

Your music in the car

I don’t care where ya are

As: they will be so surprised

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,