This is a song about "Gross school dinners"

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

Gross and sick is it to see 'em

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Dinners on the balcony

We vegetables, on them record labels

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor