This is a song about "Being lonely and fat in middle school"

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Just a couple more months then middle school bound

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And my grip told me it was lonely

Whenever i got a rhyme and feel lonely

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

Then some lady named billie holiday

Blow up and being in a position

Well wishes to my opposition

And this the endso good luck with your career

When 2013 passed along in my first middle school year