This is a song about "Able"

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

How much people got trough shit and are still all able

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Finally able write my wrongs,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

If i'll be able to endeavor

And still be able to stand up straight

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,