This is a song about "You and me marry me"

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Give me a reasoning to believe that baby you and me,

You can fight me and tear me down, but my legacy remains,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Took your hand then asked for u to marry me?

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

You lie me down and tell me that you'll never let me die, then you kiss me

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

You can't stop me and you won't do,

It's really not an issue

Save the last dance for you and me

Took my heart away from money

God has blessed her, prada dresser

And you can call me whatever

Fascinated her, discriminated school boy

All you did was use me and treat me like a toy,