This is a song about "Working hard at school"

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

I told myself that i would play it cool

While i'm hard on my grind working and school

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Cause im working so hard to make it

Up at three, school at dawn,

Yea, i been humble too long

And even your friends at school.

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

So we rhyme for the hurting, poor hard working for,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Working hard for our families till theirs nothing left in our lungs

Alcohol and booty calls

I be working hard man of course,