This is a song about "The school don t pay you"

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Until the end of time

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Just know the price you have to pay

Tell me how can we live this way

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

I say you rappers sweet i pay the incidentals

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Then you gotta pay the price