This is a song about "Gaqka tobacco wise rock canoe"

Or canoe whatever it is you use,

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

I'm everything that they call nice

A hero will rise, he needs to be wise

And most of all be advised that he's wise

She don't really care about anyone advice

Contrary to the rule of the wise generals

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Lyric wise i'm too nice to be stopped

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Fuck all the faculty, tobacco-packing acrobat

Of finding myself as an individual

Wise ones who move tumble stand to rumble

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Saying "you've grown wise, this is good bye."