This is a song about "Hoodie ring pop"

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

No new kicks or dope hoodie to hide in my shame,

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

I'll be your student loan girl you ain't heard nothing

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

Put a little twist in her hips cause i'm watching

Suggestin' there'll ever be a such thing, ring, ring ring,

Just searching for the perfect shot

"it's not hip hop, it's pop."

I'm just getting started ring, ring/

Shit, there ain't no telling