This is a song about "Norway s land with may 17"

I feel my flow in a villa suite and far out in a far out land

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Some may confuse my happiness with negative traits.

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

It's not done for a simple test to see who can conquer land the best

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Got a jay in my hand, but so many references if i may

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

And it seems that with help, i may make it through my struggle.

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble