This is a song about "Venting session 1"

Or do you understand the stressing, the aggression

You're my next student and bitch, class is now in session

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

"hello this is 9-1-1 what's your emergency?"

This is just me venting out on how i feel

Tree those niggas, i'm a g to them cause the ogs here

1 shot, 1 shot, 1 shot - you have to take it

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

I try to be the guy, you think about

Class is in session, get your notes out

It's a verbal heart attack, call 9 1 1 get dialing

If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

The resin in this jam session, is spooning out the venom