This is a song about "Silly rabbit"

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Got 30 shots started actin silly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Out of lyrics and nitpicks with silly gimmicks.

Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

I can't stand battling illiterate silly pricks

Your face like a rabbit attached to its companion's back actin' tantric

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Shoot me like a rabbit, head in the prize cabinet

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

I'm really fucking serious i aint laughin this aint silly