This is a song about "Peer employment training"

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Training my craftship using people for practice

Keep losing my way

Like denzel from training day

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

And i dont fall to peer pressure when niggas be like......:hey nate come

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

After all the training you gonna wanna abort

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

His employment turned to a fantasy, this voyage of prosperity

And i don't wanna be a human, treat me like an entity

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

I sit back and peer threw the sky 

Duck and aflac fear in his peer with sick flu spit

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit