This is a song about "The stree"

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

I bring the heat like the

I tend to leave them quite offended if they too dependent

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

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

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

But elon don't got no proof

From the gutter to the roof