This is a song about "Pressure on school"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I feel like invincible, nothing can stop me like "come on this is the gayest pressure"

I work well under pressure, catch me on the measure

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

While i'm hard on my grind working and school

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

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

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

But to snooze would alleviate all pressure,

Yet he just passed through school lying on every coaches’ dick,

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick