This is a song about "Mortgage assistant"

Man this is so bullshit, i'm so mad i ma knock you in two hits

Say i hate school look back when im finished,and i got perfect attendance

Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Yeah you might laugh or call us staff but i'm not half mean cuz don't lean on nobody

The spiritless servants who died from the drug submergence/

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

We rule the palace indentured servants bring the wine and chalice

I hit your block and we can box for fun

When you lived life as a librarian

For the occasion, paper planes

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

For being the absent dad in attendance