This is a song about "I will be out on the afternoon"

You will be out of cum before the christmas, mate

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Try to get out, i doubt you will find the handle

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

And everybody's having sex

I will take the ground out from under your legs

Cuz i don’t think the game will ever be the same,

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Forevermore i will be here and nevermore will the haters be hardcore