This is a song about "Wear"

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

You know i don't wear a rubber

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

When i wear a fedora,

I wrote in comic sans, ruminated in the chained wear,

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Wear a rubber bust her out and then she's out the door!

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I-i'ma take her down

As rap's king, i wear the crown

For her style is rarity for anything else she could not wear

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere