This is a song about "End of 8th grade"

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

That's the end of the masterbigt show

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

That's the end of the masterbigt show/

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

Until then end of your game.

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

I was a fucking dumb 8th grader

Go where you ain't been

The end of discussion

And niggas flashing crazy

Haters won't be the end of me,

8th grade i never missed a day, now i’m abstract like a malaysian plane.

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again