This is a song about "New orleans military maritime academy"

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

They know im in new orleans bitch east5ide is where i resign

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

And start earning some cash to go back to the academy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Im the queen of new orleans

She likes the way it hits her lips

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I was educated at the hard knock academy

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

New orleans, yeah, from the ‘burbs all the way to the hot block,