This is a song about "Dropping out of school"

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

High school drop out n' was questioned

If you're gonna talk a load of shit then i only have one rule,

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

So give credit to my lack of ethics as you're dropping your jaws.

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

At school with no group, marginalized out to be a loner

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

Former middle school anarchist who hated the ways of modernists/

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Homage paid, i spit flames at names of the game, dropping names,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves