This is a song about "Bring back home ec and shop class"

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

I spit a few lines and i send em back home

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

I ain't even really need that shop class

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Slowin/ time down and bring it back to jurassic

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

And bring that back to my property wit ya

Our nation have to bow, africa

Please, go back home and come up with some better words

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards