This is a song about "Far cry"

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Three j's took me this high

And they still make me cry,

But far from dumb nigga,

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Alone again in a broken home, but only the weak cry

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

If you to check out

Now now, don't cry and pout

Your balls cry during bug life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Don't ask me why

Didn't mean to make you cry

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Ima slay you alive, watch you cry