This is a song about "Garage sale"

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale

At a high scale naw they're not for sale, so sinister its straight from hell

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Don't steal my words just cuz they ain't for sale,

That’s what i call a fairy tale

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Looking through the window from my cold floored garage

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Asking bout the sale that my daddy just made

Like a small garage in your backyard

We raiders of the lost ark