This is a song about "Downtown education work mom peace no cursing"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Should've probably stayed in education.

You're tryin' to rise over mandala, there's no peace in his rest

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Champagne sippin gettin back from downtown

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

No one wants to put the work in to compete but,

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

//college rules man, get your education

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

Got no help from no one i work alone.

Jaw don't work no more, can you count?

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

It's a fools fatewithout your word

No a/c cheap car to do work