This is a song about "I was aslo most home last night running as fast as i could got him and sat on the couch"

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright

As soon as i go home and close the door

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

I was sitting on the couch trying to take a nap

I've got the cold flow and its fast as fuck

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

Rest in peace, and watch over me at night as i lay

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

I told him i was ready to go, as i walked out of the classroom