This is a song about "The traffic"

I bring the heat like the

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

As you're passing in traffic, it tragically happened

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

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Ambition is still very big

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

That white trash traffic and gridlock, shit happened like a six blocks

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that