This is a song about "Building"

I'm different, i'll twist the wicked ceiling off this little building,

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Career bout to commence building up suspense

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Building pyramid and temples its no mistake

Like staking your building sells a clean sweep

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

The main freestyle king back in the building

Enter the building through the window

Wale dc said we on joe