This is a song about "Being small in middle school"

See i learned it in school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

That's the sound of my tool

But now i'm in high school

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Multiple middle fingers in the air

I believed in a higher being.

Light skinned women, all sex everything

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Middle school was finally done

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

In school i never said a word to her, i had a small vocabulary back than always tongue tied,