This is a song about "Eighty three"

Up at three, school at dawn,

But just when it gets good, she's gone

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Kill streak one hundred and eighty three in the caption spot

His crown counts eighty leaves, the ceremony is complete/

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off

For that j number three

They say nothings ever free

Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately

And i make hip-hop lately and i'll do this shit till im eighty

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

More crazy than an eighty year old lady, who just made a baby in back

Fuck that now trying get the money

Second peter one three