This is a song about "Students getting work done"

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Now i lead a new school full of students

But instead we ignored the students and became rap mutants/

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I work hard, nigga put in work

Too focused, one word

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I loved school at first, before i met the dean of the students

I put in the work, i'm getting the treatment!

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Students but i call us the drunks

Puttin in work, to much work,

That bitch was racist, got me fired

There's hard work to be done during the season of inundation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin