This is a song about "School slaves peace"

Whatever im bored so peace

I'm sharper than shark teeth

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Chaos, ordered. slaves, freed.

I’m way harder than the concrete

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

We modernistic slaves that think we've been freed

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

While working on my mistakes