This is a song about "Pull up your pants and put it on your waste and tuck in your shirt and don t bleach your face in my days that me a meditate so i study for the test i don t prosecution sit down in the exam am i the great i never get nothing less the a 98 when school door "

You ever paid attention in there? me either

I write my test and pass it in to the teacher

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Step and creep the rest in sweeps as i address the bleach

I pull up, stick the sword in your gut

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Hold up lemme get on, step up in the both and i put my game on.

Your mom wanted me to come, so i came and cummed in her face

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

There's a cut, turn around sit on the ground while i pound on your face with

Your face, the feel of you in my arms i can't

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

In your nightmares i am the one watching your soul being drained