This is a song about "Prarie nigger"

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

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

My talent should take me places i've never been

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

I miss the moment i had, people like this nigger stole it

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told