This is a song about "Detail"

Because attention to detail isn't as high to often even think twice

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

It's the attention to detail, there's nothing overlooked

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

I pray whenever i’m seen in my city i forever resemble braille

Persevering they paint mental pictures of what things are in great detail

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

I dont need to get to further detail/