This is a song about "Being in year 7"

I traveled a light year in a minute

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Cause i'm the man of the year,

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Your last man was semi pro

New year now it's time to grow

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

When 2013 passed along in my first middle school year

Instead of being in class

So much class, double d’s and ass

A couple of sprites but no beer

Sing with me, sing for the year,

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,