This is a song about "8 more weeks since end of school"

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

It was my first year in high school

Take that big l for skipping school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Ok i hear you talkin

Middle school was finally done

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

I've been dragging on, keeping up, for a span of #two #weeks,

And since you were talking filthy,

I like my girls smart, skinny

Now at school guys were paying attention to the quiet, more

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

There you lyin’ a rhyme

Since the beginning of time

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

The bus pulls up beside the school