This is a song about "Depression my mom weed alcohol high school fake friends j"

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

You know i want a piece of that pie

Whilst in a school called junior high

That hands you weed and alcohol

She prayed on me passing that bar

I call that shit that middle school

That high school sounded cool

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Although i'm the voice of the new school, i fucking respect my past friends,

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

It was my first year in high school

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

We going weed, women and some alcohol