This is a song about "History project"

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

If dying was the project education is confused with intelligence

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

Would it alter the course of my history?/

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

We doin' independently, makin' fuckin' history,

When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project

While everybody got ammunition on deck

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Long prequel with me, but that's all history

But some of the best things happen in the project,

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Had a place in history

I'll make you history...

Hail mary nigga, run quick see