This is a song about "School and energy"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

We call energy floating and fluctuating in flux poetry, whoa its me.

But it’s for shock value and money, we simply draw from this energy,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

And even your friends at school.

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

They're vampires drainin' our energy so were tired and forever stressed

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

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

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

While i'm hard on my grind working and school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

I get up every day and go to school