This is a song about "Wild cockerz"

I remember life as a child when everything was wild.

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Money wild i'm on the hunt

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Parallel on the other side

We fuck high and get wild tonight

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

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

Seen at school, remember the wild mammals?

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Fine young man with an old man mind

I was young and running wild,

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

I'm always sunny, wild card bitch, in the hunt