This is a song about "Ma niggas"

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

All my niggas stayed strapped r.i.p. to ma she stayed on the truth

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Isabella, ma bella

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

In his body and face

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Its nothin, ma, im still sane

Through all the rain and the pain

Ma raps ma ya go blind

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

And all know ma niggas be all in the sealing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king