This is a song about "Punctuation marks"

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

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

I'm here to make intangible marks like signatures in invisible ink.

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

You haters put up your guards

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks