This is a song about "Marble falls"

Victims name engraved on marble stone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Until night falls and in his little box house he prays

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Like licorice until it falls apart, views are christened,

And of course, my car's off course

As my blood level falls

Whirlwind in my halls/ falls here/

I got that mass appeal

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs

Cause he said when all falls through they all gone get theirs