This is a song about "W lock"

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Not w/ your niece on your lap holding you down

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Just feelin safe like lock pick,

On the way there the traffic was dead lock

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

I'ma lock you in the cupboard

Girl, i put in that work

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Got the game on lock in my pocket

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I'm walking with a w, while you're still catchin l's