This is a song about "A crush in the 8th grade"

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

You mothers still in grade school i got a degree

So when you come around here don't be acting silly

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

8th grade i never missed a day, now i’m abstract like a malaysian plane.

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

And i ain't never plan to be famous

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

See, i'm just trying to focus

Cuz baby i got a crush

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush