This is a song about "Abbie wall"

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Bitch, i was born to ball

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

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

Wolf gang, kill em' all

Written in blood on the wall

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

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

Goin off the wall like vans-

They just wanna dance

Didn't do a thing at all

I punch a hole in the wall