This is a song about "Indirect characterisation"

The indirect absurdity

Once as a slave who imagined being free

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Not just the oxy but drugs of all description

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Facilitating my rating, anticipating the greatness

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

I'm pacing back and forth my heart rate is changing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing

My life's like a movie no need for a description,

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

When i'm around you i am on my best behaviour

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Steady pacing against the clock, i’ve got to win this race,

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze