This is a song about "Wolf blood diss"

Proves that ignorance is bliss

Spit a poem or a diss

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Trying to get back to this thing called love

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Stick a wolf in a corner and he's bound to bite back

Like the big bad wolf blow it down,

I'mma catch you next time around