This is a song about "Wonder wall"

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Ill paint my life as picture like a mural on a wall

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

And that i spent the night with her

I'm a prodigy, lyrical wonder/

Ima tear you dick of and hammer it to a wall,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Rifle from the wall just call me chekhov,

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

When my backs against the wall

Just as you rose you will fall

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

Sometimes i can't help but wonder

The ice ain't really nothing to her