This is a song about "I takes you back to school faggots"

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

All of you faggots off the map back to reality its time to rap.

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

So take your level one crap back to school

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

You hungry faggots eat my rhymes, when i throw a rhyme.

I always went back to you

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Rapping rule, back to school

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

School ended and i was looking forward to the holiday wiv you