This is a song about "Firm"

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Try to stand firm while the earth crumbles and shakes,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

And i'm no firm believer that we can fully end this neither/

The money i'd make , convay myself im never fake , pen always firm to the paper

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Rise up and firm on the ground, i will deflect you, so don’t you