This is a song about "V rag"

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Got a v for vendetta,

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Not half bad and make it bloody like a chick on a bad rag

You big riding fag fuck you and your swag bitch on the rag,

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

You rag on me but say your a friend

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Hit birdman wit a wet rag then step back,

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Rag on the carols and britney's that won't get with me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free