This is a song about "Buddha s teachings right work"

Rehearings and meanings that leeches teachings from me.

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Lyrics are the only thing being written during the teachings.

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Freddy, are you ready, we heavy, fresh buddha,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Get ya head bust

Bad, just like an 80's car

You're in a seminar

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet