This is a song about "Killing the gae"

Killing the competition, without any permission,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Killing the game, call me picasso with the vivid picture i create

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Ow god the supspense has been killing me,

Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I'm killing off,all the babies

I'm why baby mamas leave

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Killing the mic while im abusing words,

The thoughts of killing you in different ways are bouncing,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Going ham with the beef cooks, raw, killing rappers now,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow