This is a song about "Callum not going school"

Lord i'm not going to try to understand anything you do.

Lobster over salmon and i ain't ever tried to tuna you

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Nice try im not gonna sell it aint going to work

Im not going to want your sympathy

From curb surfingwe working the industry

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I actually did not too bad in school considering

‘cause it’s not going away

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

Not to keep going for me but for the liquor

Thats not some marty shit thats martyr going marvelous

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love