This is a song about "The fucking teachers"

Jt: no one to hold her tight

You will fucking love the ride

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

School was a bummer; all the teachers act with high notoriety

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell

From the sky , u study in fucking

Get it girl, keep that motor running

And shoot the fucking sky,

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

That the teachers are giving us too much homework

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Hip to the fucking hop

You chris, i rock