This is a song about "Caleb s hand job"

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

Who’s job is the abatement

Im happier when high and drunk

Just searching for the perfect shot

Like they're giving me a rim job

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

To get to hold your hand

Get you ready for your new job

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job