This is a song about "Dropped outta school"

I need you outta sight,

Me and you i think we should ride

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

When common dropped resurrection hip hop exploded

With stubs coming outta their shrubs

100 miles and running, wale, catch dubs

Make an idiot outta me

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Get outta my face, looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

So get the heck outta here,

Quietly becoming a top tier