This is a song about "Graduation and school experience"

Demons are trapped inside, and i experience spirits,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I look around and begin walking into the school

But she forgot about the golden rule

Went to school and sat in the back

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

They don't care if you make it to graduation,

Patience got me through graduation

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

Pissed of so much i could have lifted and flip my school,

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool