This is a song about "The 1929 great depression wall street america"

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

And plus he's just a wall street banker puppet with clever shit,

Didn't do a thing at all

Throw two hunid against the wall,

What's with the knife on the wall?

Know you want me to fall

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Written in blood on the wall

By the phone, no call

So quit banging ya head 'gainst the wall,

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

We got a little crazy we was bouncing off the wall

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball