This is a song about "Goals"

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

If my goals are odd i take as a challenge

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

Got my own goals nd imma tear at em like a monster truck

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Climbin a mountain to my life goals/

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

We need to set our goals and go out and chase em

Scoot through noosed goals clutched in individual own birthright tombstones

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

In minimum 1000 volts of reachin my goals

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes