This is a song about "Learning"

My learning word process is still being continued

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Bunch of kids growing up learning shit the way that's hard,

Simply out of this world by choice

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Yo, it was a year of high hopes, learning the ropes,

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Something is burning my mind is turning but this guy's got to be learning

Where we spent days learning to spell dog

Separate us, from what jay brought

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

To always keep at it, improve, yeah, keep learning/

Learning molecule and for whats inside

Couple grand when i rock the night