This is a song about "Passed exam"

Overtime, she woke up noticed how the days have passed,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Shouts to the niggas that passed away

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

You're passed to the back of the class for your flatulent gases

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Parking lot of the blue flame

Still move on that time has passed

To reds i ain't know how to act

That is new to me its has been passed done from different

The club underwater, have em running out the front