This is a song about "Stairway to la"

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

I'm here taking over "c'est la vie" is the mantra

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?