This is a song about "I failed my classes"

In all my classes, i be just writing rhymes

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Probably failed it cause i can't talk things out of my chest

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Dumb rhymes/ my mind active/ a pro giving y'all classes/ so pay attention/

Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this

No failed romances, no second glances,

I ain't stoopin' that low, these wack 'rappers' needs classes to blow/

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

A couple classes later the little kid is still all alone

Mabye we'll school with some classes

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Would i have failed then? you fucking worthless ignoramus

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status