This is a song about "Dodge"

Driving in my dodge ram

Hoppin' out a van

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

At least i can use my rhymes as a vessel to connect folks on my mental level

You aint got permission to dodge this collusion, beat you again call it a special

I dodge em like clippers to a hairline that's receding

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Dodge a #punch, upper#cut like #jay #z

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

These tied ends break fast, i dodge bullshit like hurdles

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times

Im in my own division, you cant dodge this collision, my mind and rhymes

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves