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

Big too for the tribute and homage of their energy/ freestyle the greatest/ dope haters/

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

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

And i bet he aint into half the shit he say or talk about

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

Yearnin for somethin greater, soul searchin in this dull hole full a haters

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

It's no longer a new jack city

They tryna find the best in me

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Sellin’ crack to the youths, who just take it in,

I make songs about shit for attention