This is a song about "Grammer rules"

//college rules man, get your education

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

And tarnished image of cool teachers suddenly abloish rules

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

No snapbacks, no tattoos y'all heard how he said cash rules?

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Infatuation it rules my mind

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Back when kids used to say "nigga, i'm rappin', hip-hop rules!"//