This is a song about "Anna kendrick"

This shit has got my soul

I'm the one killed anna nicole

I will rip the through the charts, kendrick lamar

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Anna baby, stay strong, and wipe them tears rollin down your face

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

Tell kendrick move from the throne, i came for it

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

When i'm spittin like kendrick man that's when you know that i'm killin' it

And kendrick, you might as well stop

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

Did control like kendrick but realized im nothing like lamar