This is a song about "Closing walls"

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Trippin hard as fuck all up and down these walls

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

I'm pinning notes on emcees' rooms, red all on their white walls,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I tried smoking, eyes closing, i try dozing, but my mind's going

Breakin walls my hammers a pencil,

Ha, running rebel on another level

This demon's dick rips through anything, including vaginal walls

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

Closing your eyes no don't you might die, guy

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Banging bitches on my walls