This is a song about "Barely making it through school"

Yet he just passed through school lying on every coaches’ dick,

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

You making it blatant you're tripping on layman's

When i see you in school you barely say anything to me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

The next day i went to the gym to see all my friends making a cake for the school

Hip hop in general now you wanna dive in a semen swimmin pool

But i'm making it, chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

I have almost made it through,