This is a song about "8 59"

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Inequality promises

Quick flipping up sexy back

Got a picture of your cat,

Thought this was forever love

Toddlers in tiaras,

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Hater please, you 8 degrees

Intimidate, humiliate,

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

I was born to do the damn thing

Dressed like a nigga had 8 proms

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Incinerating melody