This is a song about "Facebook walls"

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

When we first met we were on that facebook shit

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Banging bitches on my walls

But then the walls begin to change and start bindin a spell.

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

She hooks up with the guy, chatting with him on facebook,

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Sometimes i run into walls until my body goes into cardiac arrest

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Sticking such things on walls for better calls

Trippin hard as fuck all up and down these walls

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls