This is a song about "Wynwood walls"

The walls are constructed by the very fire that keeps me on

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I stand six feet tall when i'm sideways walking on walls

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

But this is just to keep my ass from bouncin' offa the walls

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

The walls crumblin' down, tumblin' down

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

This demon's dick rips through anything, including vaginal walls

Through the walls these ghosts drown

It's going ... going down

The misery comes back and the walls crash halfway

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away