This is a song about "International baccalaureate"

Race is international my father isn't actual

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

I guess she couldn't answer cause i can't call international

I'm international, go on a flight,

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

As i light one for ill will

To my makers international

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,