This is a song about "Farewell to 12th"

To rap to my full potential

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Wave farewell to the infidels, excel out of his shell then yell citadel

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

You, you, you have to pay for that

Reluctant to, to give a shit

Cause im getting paid like i'm in 12th grade, this shit endless,

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

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

Smoke to much weed to burnt,

To try and violate me to.

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

Where you belong with your family

To what was suppose to be