This is a song about "8 inches"

I'm dreaming to be great

(8 second instrumental break)

Inequality promises

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Realistically they really

On they twitter writing novels, see

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I aimed for the stars but i missed and went beyond them by a couple of inches/

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Motherfucker your adopted!

You pull up in parking lots

Dressed like a nigga had 8 proms

Strangely deteriorating

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

Hater please, you 8 degrees

I'm everything that they call nice