This is a song about "Wild weiner wendsday"

I was young and running wild,

I got a lot on my mind

Animal style my style is wild

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

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

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

I remember life as a child when everything was wild.

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

The lion in the wild silent and stalkin casually,

Pay my haters not too much mind

I was young and running wild,

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,