This is a song about "Birth marks"

Had the nerve since my birth/

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

I don't wanna damage you

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

When you birth from explosion,

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

Shit up like saying random verbs,been ill since birth,

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

Got their cannons, landed and planted causing havoc, to this birth

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Since birth this what this world means to me, a lost legacy