This is a song about "Clarence from catholic school not the hood"

And i ain't frontin for her

I'm not frail from the exposure

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,

The world is so corrupt, you can't even trust the catholic church,

I'm not frail from the exposure

Of impactful things one can ask for

If theres a time that in the hood

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

But im not leavin im going to grab ur son from elementary school,

Because you are retarded and you know i will win this dual.

Better than your bitch would

I don't live in the hood

The only time i flirt with her

I'm not frail from the exposure