This is a song about "April fools"

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

And y'all still follow trends? all of y'all some damn fools.

To tell you were being lied to,manipulated by disguised fools

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Think theyre taking us for fools

It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

Constant battles of fools

I still got my nike boots

Boast fucking lies to impress we not fools

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

We emerged from the shadows. showed them what we got. on the date of april

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Gunning down ignorant fools when they wanna act,