This is a song about "Music learning"

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

And i'm the super-learning device.

Yo, it was a year of high hopes, learning the ropes,

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

Killing these niggas off quick

Hard to make it in music/

So i hope you learning

Through thick and thin

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

If i could prevent anything by learning lessons

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Exploring ourselves, learning, painting, and singing

I smoke and let the tree talk

Where we spent days learning to spell dog