This is a song about "I ve got a phd in everything"

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Got a box that filled with almost everything else

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Never letting go, although sometimes i slip

I got a laptop in my back pocket

I got a hulck in ma jeans

Cause after all the lights and screams

Get the guap they want a slice of everything that you got

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Michael i love you with everything that i have left in me,

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

I got a laptop in my back pocket