This is a song about "Wolf blood diss"

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

I'm a wolf in sheep's clothes, an akuma in beast mode.

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Of a wolf gang gang bang

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Like the big bad wolf blow it down,

So it's nothing to finish

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

Don't realize this is a diss