This is a song about "Pulmonary valve"

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Solid plug/ reverted to drugs because i never received a

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs

Its 4 foot of jubilation running down the stairs

First out the gate last back to class,

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Your bitch fucks in motion like hydraulic brakes,

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

The fatty pork, all hail hell's gate, dreams steamed and glorified,