This is a song about "A highschool dropout"

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

What a bummer, what a drag

Ain't finna peak yet

Just a warning not a threat

I think found where your mind was

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

Joining clubs in highschool so they can debate

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Like a bird without a cage

When i pull up in that candy range

Hold up yea we the best

Its gonna be a a test

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium