This is a song about "High school president election"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Presidential election

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

I was a teen genius when i started high school

Presidential spizikes, im sweepin the election

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Double mg not to mention

They say it's a free election

High school drop out n' was questioned

Attention is a must

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

And high school bullies pick up on you, make you slash it gone,

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool