This is a song about "Wolf king"

Or the chick leaving

I'm feelin like a king,

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Here comes the next rap king

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Dare ya, take out the king/

I ain't, mad, at cha

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

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