This is a song about "Why i m not a rapper"

It's a no shit i'm provoking, told u before "i'm not a rapper"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Or a come-up, whos to say? i know i got bangers, why not get paid?

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Im not a battle rapper but i am an axe wielding maniac,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Id die for this track fuck it why not governments corrupt i need to take a couple shots

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Why am i not good enough

Amen, they say you only live once

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

And i feared that my fans say i failed