This is a song about "Signs symbols sacraments"

Here's how it goes, rap with symbols

We vegetables, on them record labels

When clouds make words.. i call 'em air signs.

All the time with this glock of mines

It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss

Blind sheep can't see signs,the warnings you will miss

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

There are always signs? my friend left none,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Protesters are wavin’ picketing signs, these are different times,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

Thought i was looking at the right signs

When i get my hands on nines

I try to figure out the signs

Wale they call me tiger stripes