This is a song about "Awe"

I sit here in awe, i ponder and sway, lighting my nights away

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Leaving everyone just star-struck in awe

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

The competition im spittin and every lines awe-some

Hangs it by the hook in the wall, looking in awe,

How beautiful are thou, africa

Leave the critics struck in awe

I ain't mad at cha

Can formulate a plot to leave you in awe

Used to call me the african don dada

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

I'm coming back to shock and awe, keep running, squawkin' with your clotted scars,