This is a song about "Wiz khalifa"

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

But got comma’s in my statement

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

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Winning is my habit like wiz when weed puffing.

You know that love is a very serious thing

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Wiz khalifa's gear none of that shitty home grown

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

36 o's so i'm riding round with that nina

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

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