This is a song about "What are you"

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

This is how she want to live

What are you doing this is my life

We left em a world that's cursed

(you are just what the doc ordered)

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

"oh doc what is wrong with you are you in shock?"

Cause you are. you must be a slave that what you are that sucks on cocks and

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

What are you stupid cause they'll split you like an atom