This is a song about "New school new year"

Another year has gone away to make way for a new way,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

A new school wack rapper who can't write a

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

It was my first year in high school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

A new world order, with a new constitution

I know they pay me too much of attention

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

I sit here after new years thank fuck its a new year,

Day turns to night a new year starts

Finish line with the tire marks

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Although i'm the voice of the new school, i fucking respect my past friends,

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and