This is a song about "New classroom"

Blood gang aint no new thang, i aint new to dis shit

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Don't think this oppression's new,

And real bitches don't respect you

Or you can keep them fresh and new

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

I told him i was ready to go, as i walked out of the classroom

New day new dawn shit every days the same,

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

And i’m talkin, passenger action

New passions, enemies new fashion

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack