This is a song about "The new me"

I killed the new generation, teacher should of left me in detention,

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

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

Shawty can i taste you

Call me a rebel i'm the new

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Can you tell me some new?maybe the truth

Not a click i click with the bitch clicks me left me with my dead trees wilted new industry

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

New day new dawn shit every days the same,

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust