This is a song about "Acadamy of global studies"

Top of my pile of bodies

So if you wanna leave

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Then i better focus on the studies, always with my buddies,

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Instead of living this life of violent crime

Got my niggas denying global warming

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Leading his way to the top for most wanted and he studies and learns files

Its global enslavement, they've taken over the nation

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Out of this coviction of feelings