This is a song about "Kites"

Wale they call me tiger stripes

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

Hi bitch i'm flyer than where kites sit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Shit flies by like kites, life bites you with its knife fights,

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Words with wood he ig-nites,just to flee these kites

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

We roll a blunt, higher then, flyin' kites

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Conservative shit but the losers is striking we stay where the kites retaliate