This is a song about "Freshmen"

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

And listenin' to my kids questioning, wonderin' about where their momma is

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

We were the freshmen with some 'cess in hand, a joint with a spliff in it

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

Tryna fuck on some sluts since i was a freshmen