This is a song about "Love of principal"

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

For the love of the gameeeeee (echo)

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Making love to a professor of divinity

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Yeah i wrote sweet lyrics of our love

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Show a level of love for it

The dead society of a poet

Principal of the matter is ya aint got what it takes

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

And the principal asks why we cant follow the rules

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Bullies were first next were the teachers then later to the principal