This is a song about "Able"

And still be able to stand up straight

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

I would stop but i'm not able

Lady at the frank stand will

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Being able to collab is so cool

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Obsessive compulsive, peculiar, i'm not able

Anything else won't be able to uphold

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

How much people got trough shit and are still all able

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Won't even be able to stand up straight, aren't ya

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

We might be able to benefit the whole congregation