This is a song about "Wild turtle"

The glare makes me hard to find

Then they going fucking wild

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Next line underneath will explain why my lyrics are wild

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

Turtle dicks comb my hair

And if they did, they didn't care

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Hi's parents abonded him, and his doge gone wild

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Don't mess with me, i'm a wild fire/

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her