This is a song about "Primary school"

Then you look like a fucking fool

My friends were off at school

So like i said before don't act a fool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Iced out, okay cool

See i learned it in school

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

Was primary, the source of conflicts, switchin' sides every

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win