This is a song about "Accounting experience"

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Gain experience the oppression of one

Ross and folarin, couple women

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Stand in my path, you will experience misery

At some point, we all experience this,

In the caravan with some latin bitches

I learn from experience and it taught me well

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

That has lots of experience about cocks

If nap was experience then you woke up

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

He doesn't have the experience that is required

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first