This is a song about "Mandem on the wall"

Fire burning, room turning, flower on the wall yearning.

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Where the ball meets the wall

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Stifle fascination on wall street occupation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Didn't do a thing at all

Now we must stand tall

When my backs against the wall

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Posted, see me on the wall like an art show

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall