This is a song about "Lessons"

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

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

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

he saved our lives , he rose from death he forages for his sons,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

Need hennessey - to figure out my life lessons

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Givin fat albert eatin lessons like some kinda snl parody,

Like college professors the way i teach lessons,

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

After many lessons, you still acknowledging the novice nature