This is a song about "Examen to fail unless memory"

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

If you fail to do that, you'll be fire spat at.

Gears begin to clash, engine starts to fail, black smoke trail- i'v gone off trail!

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

A cautionary tale of fail and what not to say,

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

I'm to of a hickory to make my victory a memory, or unknown like the past century,

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

But i chose to pursue it, i gon’ let it fail,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

And don't admit, unless you're willing to commit,