This is a song about "Being picked on at school"

For going on being

But he don't rule a thing

People would look at me in disgust, while i was on the bus to my school

Fuckin chicks is a rule if my girl think im loyal then that bitch is a fool

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Being wit you, life feels at its peak,

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

Picked the blade back up and put it on the side of my neck.

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

You were right here all along

Up at three, school at dawn,

Looked at her number and gave her a call she picked up and i said hey its paul,

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all