This is a song about "Wall twerking"

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Then i fed her pecker against the dry wall

Goin off the wall like vans-

She do it with no hands

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Ima tear you dick of and hammer it to a wall,

Rocked so loud like a thunder's call, knocked down another wall.

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

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

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall