This is a song about "Pressure on school"

While i'm hard on my grind working and school

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

A straight road with loops but its enough to screw you fool 'cause my flow is too cool/

People would look at me in disgust, while i was on the bus to my school

And every time i rap on this school ground i'm the principal

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

Found this spot in pasadena and shack with her, an investment

So much pressure on the poor with financial problems aint that pleasant

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

You can suck a faggots dick! on a public school bleacher!!!

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

And the pressure on us teens becomes immense