This is a song about "Wiz khalifa"

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

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

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

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

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Winning is my habit like wiz when weed puffing.

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

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

Wiz khalifa's gear none of that shitty home grown

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home