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

With our backs against the wall, we're stacked up 'till we fall,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Baby, let me give you a call

Goin off the wall like vans-

If i don't make that man there dance

What's with the knife on the wall?

Just as you rose you will fall

It's all a game, still your ass is up on the wall of shame,

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Smoking the best weed in berlin

Something wicked this way come

The wall being the victim

I punch a hole in the wall

I don’t do nothing but ball