This is a song about "Alika sounds like akaline"

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

Sounds like moanin in the

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

The flows keeps gettin louder sounds like a crescendo

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Every time i write 2 lines it's sounds like crap

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

Kinda sounds like do do, and he obviously not the giant unless he uses voodoo

Cause in her mind, my one voice sounds like a full symphony,

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country