This is a song about "Ace of spades"

Out of this coviction of feelings

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

My slight fo's just talk dirty

I know..i'm very good..tell me something else..i've dealt out my cards but still kept the ace/

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

We go hard, like the ace of spades

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Now let's pick up the pace don't want to be disgraced ace

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Of which im not exactly proud of,

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

Of being of always getting wired

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

Instead of living this life of violent crime