This is a song about "Life lessons"

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Chorus: ? life, life, life.. life is a pain.

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

These are lessons in the booth//

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

Over years we learned some lessons,

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Givin you niggas lessons on how to accept you second

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Teach me your ways, gimme the lessons with no glaze

But she forgot about the golden rule

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

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

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,