This is a song about "Dicks n shit"

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Ma shit hits u like a hammer n sticks to ur face!,

Lil prps like 3 digits

Then i stabbed in their dicks

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Talk your shit n im slicin at your neck

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Ur rhyming flow is shit n' dont make sense to me,

You, you, you have to pay for that

To and who would sit ‘n listen shit?

Talk shit to me? get bold n meet my reming-ton

Hard to move on when you always regret one

And once i began to forget the rest of what i was with, family 'n shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that