This is a song about "Dont let them get to u"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Heres to the kids who didnt let the teacher call them clueless

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Mm let it out show them u want to shout

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,

'cuz after i drink a bottle, wave my flag and surrender

While your just pathetic, but dont let it get to you, better

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

Don't let them capture you, get on ya grind

I'll give u 6 stitches i know u dont get bitches

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

They dont dare to let us go unchecked