This is a song about "Dont hate on god"

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Dont fall asleep on our beats

This a lil change trick

Im a god on the mic

He looks down on her, with no hate

Low income no bills getting paid

Kamikazehoping that none of the spies find methat's why we bye bye daily

Bitches talk, bitches hate,all that shit dont phase me, truth be told im to fucing lazy

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

God told two one eight, not to fill my mind with hate, but hey god its to late,

Wardrobe from round the globe

Don't try to hate on dope

God sake's now man turn your shine on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

God dont let them get to me while i sing your praise

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