This is a song about "Weed pot girls cars dirt bikes"

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

Snap crackle ackle, im high on pot

Spitting randomly high on pot

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

While in the distance i hear passing cars

You really hated it when i smoked pot

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Up shit in the pot to get beef going around me, so i can bring people into the dirt

Bro look at your face its a disgrace, to humanity, you look like you hit third

The you should look up in the stars

I feel like i got fifty cars

Bitch got all them booty shots

Run away from the cars...

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Heard the sound of several gun shots