[Wale]:. Southside what up. Uptown what up. PG what up. Moco what up!. . The revolution will proceed. Unification of the dmv I will achieve indeed. I decree I'm forming a new alliance. Oppose the one poisoning the minds. They lying. I am only a fighter. In the form of a writer. In the form of a poet. Potency in the mic. I blank out then I approach it. Turn me up and I go in. Haters learn to Bear. I'm Lovie Smith with the vocals. Lord I'm so focused more focused than I ever been. So slightly passed em like the letter "n". It's DC black jeans black tee. This that North Face rap WALE you better get me. PG Riverdale Largo Temple Hills Cap Heights 124 Landover Everywhere. Saratoga 640 Berry Farms 1-4 KDY every corner everybody got em on. Flyer than the rest of em. No congressional reppers no respectable rappers. It's the way we've adapted don't forget I made it happen. The most opinionated city you can make it in. And still a nigga made it here. I'm Neo in the matrix. Knees dug deep into the pavement. DMV so we used to the waiting. Nobody seems to care we so complacent with the vacancy. See the love is gone with one another it's hard. Nobody rep for the skins they busy cheering them stars. It's ironic it's the same for the artists. Rather than buy our songs they busy cheering the stars. A lot of drama. A lot of beef. We have so much in common starting at the feet. Goadome Nikes the cortazone of the poem writer. None like us. So none like us. Flyer than the rest of em. This where the haters is. This why they hate us here. This why I hate it here. Though love it I made it here. We all here from the dealers to the kids. To the squares to the fly. One thing we are aligned with. Black on black Nikes. That represent the lifeless lives. And it reflects the plight of those fighting so. If we ain't right and always at the throats. Of one another at least we got our Goadome Nikes a. Metaphor for the insecure. If you ain't wearing no color can't nobody say nothing. One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers. Melancholy we are though we all learn to love it. Pessimistic we are. Carry odds like luggage. And thru all our troubles. We still walk around walk around. (flyer than the rest of em). Flyer than the rest of em. Flyer than the rest of em. And still got my Nike Boots