This is a song about "Being a senior"

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

And still being a rebel

As i light one for ill will

Visualizing being a college graduate,

Because there ain't no coming back from that

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Arthritis in my wrist as if a senior man writes this

Felt just like yesterday was a senior an still clean

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

But it was africa the continent we all came from

But, from a senior who'll be graduating next though,

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Being blind isn't a condition, it's a decision,

Who's next to release? we guillotine them