This is a song about "Music teachers"

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell

Killing these niggas off quick

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Preachers and teachers, who you think they speakin' to?

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Teachers stay bitching, cause i stay skipping

Music is money, money isn't music

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Fuck cops, fuck teachers wondering if i've hit maturity

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly