This is a song about "We them boys in the school"

Change the pace in which we moving give them something

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

The boys in blue! get 'em trey!

So they taught me to spray

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school

Hip hop in general now you wanna dive in a semen swimmin pool

Aiyo, this is rain shady on the beat bitch. we bout to do it vintage old school

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

We them boys that glow without gold

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool