This is a song about "Peer employment training"

Where the thing is amazing

Them niggas pissed, need potty training

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

But naw yall drove me off the peer,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

His employment turned to a fantasy, this voyage of prosperity

Like denzel from training day

I need money in a major way

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

After all the training you gonna wanna abort

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Duck and aflac fear in his peer with sick flu spit

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night