This is a song about "Safety rules"

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

And tarnished image of cool teachers suddenly abloish rules

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Principal in this bitch i make the rules.

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

If they ended it they'd finally be in safety/

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I don't believe in a safety, i get a little bit racy

Or did you not get the rules

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

No one hardly escapes from murder, so just put the gun on safety/

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see