This is a song about "A wall"

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

When my backs against the wall

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

'cause i'm just a broad who bounces off the wall with my thoughts.

And plus he's just a wall street banker puppet with clever shit,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Didn't do a thing at all

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

All this adds up, and makes a wall, a wall that i must fix to move on with my life,