This is a song about "Done with your bullshit"

Quit with the bullshit, treating us like fakes for god's sake.

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

You speakin bullshit, your grip in life has to end

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

All the bullshit ive been having to deal with ive had it

With all your bullshit ,"let me explain"

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

Cause when im done with you your ganna be stuck

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Fuck it im just done with trying, im so tired of all your lying!

I am so fed up with all of the bullshit,

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit