This is a song about "Wall"

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

While i'm chunking up the duece like that nigga paul wall

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Throw two hunid against the wall,

My drive is like no one

The wall being the victim

Rifle from the wall just call me chekhov,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Ill paint my life as picture like a mural on a wall

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Where the ball meets the wall

By the phone, no call

When my backs against the wall