This is a song about "I stole your fedora"

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

When i wear a fedora,

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

So i cut off his balls and stole his fuckin sight.

Once i spray he can't save his game like i stole his memory card

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

A darkness sprang like a slinky and the devil stole your potential/

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

So here i am stole the limelight with the sicker rhymes

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Frozen icicles, i popped locked chains, stole the bicycles,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here