This is a song about "Shank ye nan"

Ye hit me, let it all out and maybe even forgive me?

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

She said, "'ye, can we get married at the mall?"

Fighting with my weak hand

Aint doing time for a shank

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

Of what coarse lyrics ye are moulded, i hate people

Ye just fuck life altogether, fuck life altogether

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Take your nan for an instance

When you spill out hits

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

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