This is a song about "Learning"

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

And i'm the super-learning device.

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

If i could prevent anything by learning lessons

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

You'll keep learning there no such thing as grad.

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Aint no normal gal learning to rap

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

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

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart