This is a song about "Gonna fail"

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,

I found a way to prevail. while y'all are waitin to fail.

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

A cautionary tale of fail and what not to say,

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

They say follow your dreams, but expect you to fail

Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

People trying to make you fail

Bun b, i’m underground king

Might fail, still always trying,