This is a song about "Going to 8th grade"

You are going to die

Dreamin on a lullaby

Im going to get some head

Im trying to see her in bed

Know just what you worth

Going to train on spiders

10th grade idk how i plan to graduate...im just a husalah while yue just my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I i used to be that guy sitting on a crate, shotting of an 8th trying to get myself paid,

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

I did ever thing to make them grade this, an a plus

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

And we try to keep going

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping