This is a song about "Being expelled from school"

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Stopping me from being fluent , end up dead like a nuisance

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Cause id get back from school my niece covered in shit,

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,

Those oats sowed being rewards reaped from nights i wrote in my spread

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Graduated from high school i'm still tryna fuck the faculty

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Wish to stop ma future from being a halloween

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team