This is a song about "Getting rid of school uniform"

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Your trying get ladies i'm trying to get rid of em,

The only reason why i put up with this stupid ass bitch

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

‘till then let’s get rid of this endless cycle

2 people who just wanted to get rid of this

They for grossing a bigger business

To make y'all get rid of the endless hate

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Cant get rid of you like cockroaches, my stomach's turnin'.