This is a song about "Wiz kalifa"

Closet the size of your apartment

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

Wiz khali is stuck on replay, play something new i need to hear a good beat

Winning is my habit like wiz when weed puffing.

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

Tellin all my boys "ey you heard of wiz khalifa?"

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Wiz khalifa's gear none of that shitty home grown