This is a song about "Able"

Zero options to choose

Able to call a truce

At your best you might

Who might be able to write.

Used to call me the african don dada

Won't even be able to stand up straight, aren't ya

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Able to do anything, he can adapt,

Heavy in the game

Dis-able it in shame

Standin on a table

I would stop but i'm not able

To make karma come faster than she normally will

These generations get jealous and proud, it's kane and able,

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

But why should unknown be able to intake,