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

Theres nothing wrong with a hit from the blunt and plus its number 1 grade

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Cuz i got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I was a fucking dumb 8th grader

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Mama always told me i’d be famous