This is a song about "Boring lessons"

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Need hennessey - to figure out my life lessons

With women with issues

These are lessons in the booth//

Stand for something or die in the morning

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

Late night story, yes its kinda boring

Like college professors the way i teach lessons,

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

I'm a fucking rap star

Beating the boring and banal

Them wack niggas too boring

Flapjack, ooh he bring