This is a song about "Leaving primary school"

This is the root of all evil

Cause i'm leaving people

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

So we just kept leaving

About the way i'm feeling

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

While we going through the school

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

Genious brilliance core,leaving screaming for more,

The time is now, on everything

It's the reality of leaving,