The intro to this new Rick Ross is sounding seriously Albert Ayler with the ghost sax. Thought he was going to go in over the dude who played at Coltrane's funeral but the beat's more on some ’80s Larry Coryell white suite power move shit. Speaking of power moves, this song is over six minutes long, Wale raps for like 17 minutes, says vagina, intercourse and Maxipad. There are two football metaphors, Ross hates on peanut butter sandwiches and name drops "killers who like to play golf," Meek Mill talking about Monday Night Wrestling. All we need is a Linda McMahon shout out and this song is modern biblical.