This is a song about "Folder"

I was waiting til i graduated, a diploma in the folder, but its too late i'm reacting

Peddling pests to see the melody's which i've yet to bring, i'm trying to get a sting,

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

Head feels like a boulder, never was a folder, but fought like a fucken soldier.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

My heart is snowing, ima choking holder, shes a croaking folder