This is a song about "Get me those kicks"

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

And to those six people who've let me

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

A bad bitch said to me "let me get in those draws"

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

To come and change my life around

For me to stomp my converse kicks round

Those the type of people who can't wait to get you gone

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Lets get those bzzz shock thingy's and bring me back,

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

But those shallow bitches still make me furious,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

And when i get those mics you know i must score five