This is a song about "Wolf pussy"

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

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

Like a wolf; think i'm granny, like my cab; pakistani

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

I think you're a pussy

What them tippers don't see

Shove it all up in her pussy

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy