This is a song about "My guidance counselor"

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I need some mental or parental guidance,

[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Everybody watching while you touching real money

I'm planning out steathy violence without no guidance to guide me

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Saying your the man, you don’t need guidance.

We save your asses you will find your guidance

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side