This is a song about "Dark tourist"

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Rejected to insanity and profane attempts at a life in the dark

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

Have no souls indeed

And by the way i'mma start

Or let us all live in the dark

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Time to think about dark side

Real nigga, street certified

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Rapping like im practicing dark arts

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Two for ten, after dark

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

I can feel your heart beating fast