text: Wolf fucking Haley
  Im not fucking crazy, fucking crazy
  Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Okay, its my turn to rap 
  Fucking modern day Ian Curtis I oughta been
  The motherfuckin bulls was hotter than a Dennis Rod-a-Man
  All the men and girls was tied up inside a cottage and
  Raquel, Riley, Brandun, Alexis, fuckin Milan and them
  House’s egg yolking, motherfuckin ain’t joking
  Throats chokin hulkin that motherfuckers like I’m Hulk Hogan
  Halloween at Neverland Ranch? I’m Macaulay Culkin
  Fuckin Superbad swag when I murder Seth Rogen
  I’m sick, this asthma, takin 6 Robitussin
  I’m fuckin this game up no trojans for the semen
  On the boat, better vote and fuckin pray
  Even though the pope is bogus
  Even though I’m hyped the dopest
  2Dope don’t wanna post us
  Copy all we are off how we all are rockin
  And they kosher but don’t trip
  My pockets got a loaf of that
  I’ll show you how you’re supposed to rap
  Yeah, for the blonde bitches
  They say they enjoy the vision
  I’m the man now the boys missin from the decision
  My television is eclectic
  How can he move on Waka Flocka and back to Joy Division?
  Yeah, I said that I received info now the surgeon is missing
  Probably cause I dressed up as a nurse
  Went it to his office, gave him his cup of coffee
  Aw, now he is feeling nauseous buzzin me to walk in
  Takin’ all the doctor calls, ask her to prescribe
  A bunch of shit that he can munch and such
  He asked what was in the coffee, I just coughed a blush
  Whatchu say? 
  Hit him with the uppercut then cut him up
  With the roughest tools
  And I found out the wolves had
  Aten some sections of ugly sluts
  Fuck! Now I got blood on my new fuckin sneakers and stuff
  Fuck it, storage room where this doctors getting his body stuffed
  By this fuckin awesome, thrashin African that’s marvelous
  With green supreme hats, smoker’s head, it was a pot of luck
  I love Taylor Swift, Date Rape Sirloin, in a wife beater with a Chris Brown iron-on
  Bitch, I’m tighter than a stogie and a lighter
  The cuts thats on Taylor or the Braces when I bite her
  After that I will retain her from leaving gaps and gashes
  When I brush her with the rubber bands leaving gummy rashes
  Laughing Gas, Pass her out, fool beat this
  Cause I’ll do to her what my father didn’t really give
  And that’s not hard to figure out but just in case it is
  I’ll make it really hard to get it out, if you catch my drift
  Wolf, Gang
  Fuck