This is a song about "T swizzle"

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

We got money to go get baby

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

No ho, acquainted with the floor

You don;t thin anymore