This is a song about "Coming home from school and you lose your house"

If i wasn't feeling school, she said stay home, your sick

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

You knew where i was coming from and would even add on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

I'm gonna lose my mind just from the sound of your name.

Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Just get high until the kids get home from school holmes, relax

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

And when you see me coming, you best lube your cavities motherfucker.

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception