This is a song about "History teachers"

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I'll make you history...

History, like yo clique will be

Dc, man over money

Instead of darkened fiends writing her fucking history,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

We doin' independently, makin' fuckin' history,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I'll make you history...

What them tippers don't see

We’re playing the game and saying names to make history,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

But we be having that jersey

You're just history

Would it alter the course of my history?

And all women who had light features, see