This is a song about "Ginger have no soul"

Don't want to be the king

Cause your life have no meaning.

Girl would give anything to have her soul mate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes

We got soul but no control, like john rambo rippin' throats

I have no stability

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I have no killer degree, cause

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Something no drug will have you facing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

But honestly i have no clue

I have no hatred, i'm not naming no names

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