This is a song about "Jail cops money weed pussy killing"

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

When i kill'em dead i go to jail,

By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

When hes coming home from jail

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

Now i cocking meth and killing cops

Sb nike's, with the grey box