This is a song about "Leaving students behind"

Students but i call us the drunks

And trying to start today with arguments

Leaving behind the cold past in a fast dash cause of what these fuckers been

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

It's the reality of leaving,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Easygoing minutemen kill thereby hate keys via students

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Straight g thing, double m g thing

So yall people best be leaving

Now i lead a new school full of students

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

With synthetics and leaving behind a trail of prosthetics and medics