This is a song about "Ecological footprint"

Before you receive a hit, mark it down.

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Spending her time with him i guess

There's still room to progress,

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

Cause big era is due recreating hiroshima at this rate

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

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

Highest form of affection, physical connection

I re-define the word divine, i design the entire universe in my mind

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

Rapping bout things that leave mark

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

The ones who dont even love them, are in it to rate