This is a song about "Teachers and hoes"

Bought the dope and have hoes

Ain't no women at the shows

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

The teachers try to send you out and hang me in

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Slappin' teachers and jackin' off in front of my counselors

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those