This is a song about "Honors quad"

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Incompetent ain't the half of it

And from the broken twin

I get special attention

Im back on board an this half cast is more than half mast.

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

Feeling like he was living in a ditsy cup.. (ditsy cup..)

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

With a coffee and we end it like

Living my life like i'm living right

Just me trying to skate by

I shine like something in the sky

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Like a conjoined twin wearing animal skin.