This is a song about "Highschool wrestling"

They say the first two years after highschool,well everything is just temporary.

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

Let em marinate, you forever late

Joining clubs in highschool so they can debate

To liberate yourself, africa

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

I'm not threatening, if he start wrestling, then he force me to start menacing/

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

They say the first two years after highschool,well everything is just temporary.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

To beat me bring a black guy in a mexican wrestling mask

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Thot in highschool naw we ain't knew that