This is a song about "I wen t to a disco"

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

You need more than a pen 'n pad and ya disco set,

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

I was 17 wen he kicked us 3 to the gutter the stupid mother fucker

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

Writing the illest rhymes to get the name big t out/