This is a song about "Great wall"

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

Watch as our courage clashes evil against the wall

I boast a wall of these great lines backed in the beat, it's tight,

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

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

Rifle from the wall just call me chekhov,

To destroy something so great

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Ima tear you dick of and hammer it to a wall,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

They fasting they won't leave me ate

And ejaculate, it feels great