This is a song about "Wiz khalifa"

Winning is my habit like wiz when weed puffing.

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Wiz khalifa's gear none of that shitty home grown

Born alone, work alone, die alone

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Taller than burj khalifa, look at all the shit i built

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

Knees dug deep into the pavement

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

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh