This is a song about "Sad tea"

You are lookin a little sad,

You, you, you have to pay for that

Staying positive never sad,

No, not bombs over baghdad

Notepad and green tea, that's all i need

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

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

This ain't yo cup of tea get out my fuckin face

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

I made a promise to the mirror

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,

But actually i am sad

The real muscle in the message of that