This is a song about "8 59"

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Famous for his bona,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Aint cause its big, but its fat like jonah

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

Another round what the song say

Let my angel sing

Might fail, still always trying,

Must be something you want me to see

Incinerating melody

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Inequality promises

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Mustache and a big nose,

Big homie hov said i am close