This is a song about "Boys and girls club"

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

Guess i’m different than most

Boy and girls watch me unfold

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

A bunch thirsty girls in this club look at they throat

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

We gotta get back to what really matters

I'm in awe from all of those features

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers