This is a song about "Victim"

Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Victim of mine, in come the rhymes

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Cause you're the victim of the artist x2

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Strap my victim down on a table, bashed him like the man was abel

And be another victim in this cold world

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Cause i was the one abused man i was the victim

Till i fire up on the victim

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Prepare to fall victim to gnashing rap attacks/

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks