This is a song about "Learned lessons"

Restrained in endless lessons, where time is not a curse

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

We be ballin' hard nigga, we dont teach lessons.

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

But i am served and i have learned

Long as she come to me first

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

But its so hard when life be teaching lessons and testing,

Over years we learned some lessons,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

To know about the hood..i learned.

But now i've learned my lesson

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun