This is a song about "Celine wall"

Throw two hunid against the wall,

These joints here not found at the mall

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

All the times being pinned up against the wall

Ill paint my life as picture like a mural on a wall

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Written in blood on the wall

Know you want me to fall

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Ima tear you dick of and hammer it to a wall,

Rifle from the wall just call me chekhov,

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

The wall being the victim

Just to match the grind with precision

I feel like i'm breaking out of a wall,

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall