This is a song about "Waka"

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

They walk the walk, but never talk the talk like waka flocka flame,

A flock uh waka talking on my walkie hit that bitch take her car keys

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Agree with waka flacka fuck this industry,