This is a song about "A fetus being thrown against a wall"

Thrown from a plane but it wasn't in brutality

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Straight lane kiffen them

The wall being the victim

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Bitch, i was born to ball

I punch a hole in the wall

Wolf gang, kill em' all

And golden mall with a golden wall

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Ima tear you dick of and hammer it to a wall,

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

Glock 9 pounds, i'll put your heart against the wall

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Don't even try to speak to me kid, cause i'm a blank wall