This is a song about "Abdominal wall"

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Rifle from the wall just call me chekhov,

Hangin' pictures on my wall

Didn't do a thing at all

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

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

By the phone, no call

Where the ball meets the wall

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

And golden mall with a golden wall

Wanting to run away from reality to the abdominal cavity

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

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