This is a song about "Wild cats"

I was young and running wild,

For that paper, i'mma grind

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

A new lifestyle,ruthless and wild

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

These other cats bring blasphemy

Fuck that now trying get the money

Animal style my style is wild

Cause i’m back on my grind

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,