This is a song about "Wand"

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

When i said that i bought a wand and made that

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

With a wand and imagination

My wand is made of knowledge

So y'all can cope n' touch

I just want to wave a magical wand and be confidant

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Pull my wand out and those tricks get on they knees (ta da!)

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

Controlling crowds in the masses like i got a magic wand in my hand