This is a song about "Desk smash"

How beautiful are thou, africa

Spiderman called he said can i smash i said naw

I'm screaming for help, as loud as i can but that's not working

And hit up chess king and have the lady at the desk bring

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Drinking straight from the keg record on my desk

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Take it like a man and go to the desk and sit,

Smash them like some window glass

Your life is a product of trash

I can't write when there's shit on my desk

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Fucking hoes, playing super smash bros as mario

My lone genius'll smash your raps to pieces/

She can make a pimp fall in love