This is a song about "Finishing school"

I told myself that i would play it cool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Finishing my sentences with trained takes an pores glistening

You shook my world and it felt apart

Every kid in the school yard

The bus pulls up beside the school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Finishing the paper while haters be stuck at the thesis!

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

She do it with no hands

Best finishing blow lands/

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

I'm finishing lines like a crackhead foaming at the mouth

Do you need to go back to school?

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool