This is a song about "Nick signs"

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I don't know what to do so i throw some illuminati signs

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Thought i was looking at the right signs

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

You never want to understate my rhymes, just underline all the signs

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Theirs many signs that you may see,

I’m a hustla, baby

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

You know, the street kinds, ain't no peace signs,

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Wish for a prophecy, hope for fewer bad signs