This is a song about "We re united senior 1"

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

Senior year was just full of regrets,

We battle 1 time and you thought you had won,

After the club, gettin you open

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Luxury life, results living bad

Hell naw you need to re-think that

You're a junior, i'm a senior, respect your elders,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Senior citzens, i free 'em, release 'em from this mere prison

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit