This is a song about "Fucking bastard"

I run through my life as just a little bastard,

Before a nigga finish put in the work

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

I'm the bastard son of a

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Compare me too that bastard pot head

This bastard spits bits of acid chips and half ass the shit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

To many familar faces an regular occouring dangers when im filled with anger,

Rather capture the actor, oops i meant the pastor, fucking bastard n' after gather this chatter.

Girl, i put in that work

Are you a cunt, sap or bastard?

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard