This is a song about "A highschool dropout"

Spit a poem or a diss

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

She acting all extra

A store that dosen't get a

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

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Just a warning not a threat

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

With foreign names, valet the range

Like a bird without a cage

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one