This is a song about "Jayson smith"

They vaguely decipher my language

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

And got her room number, you can find me there

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

Say hi , but don't forget i also said bye god damn your thigh my tounge is

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown