This is a song about "They aint tryna teach the youths about illlum"

They think it's a game,they tryna play

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

They aint fly until they can stare into the eyes of the devil

And people call me a user, but i want you

Isn't that what god's word was? they teach it too,

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Knb bro fuck the haters, they traitors, tryna control you like they some dictators

Your rap is #mindfucked, your #flat line's stuck, my verse on the mic's like an #assit #burns!

Maybe i'll teach you something about how we deal with strife.

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

People tryna get out the gutter so they sign

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

I gotta tell you that my love is true

You ain't seen shit yet, yeezy's about to teach you