This is a song about "The lic"

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Tryna stay clear of my foes

The more battles the better the flows

I bring the heat like the

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

When something is broken

The bigger the the fun