This is a song about "The fall of the berlin wall"

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

So quit banging ya head 'gainst the wall,

They're busted rhymes on the wall of shame, cause they don't matter.

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

By the phone, no call

When my backs against the wall

Smoking the best weed in berlin

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

Most of them niggas dumb

The wall being the victim

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

Wolf gang, kill em' all

Written in blood on the wall

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Ouch, look out for the wall, aim for the couch - i'm 'bout to fall