This is a song about "Kicked out of school"

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Now our friendship got kicked out the door

Haven't been kicked out since i've made some cents

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

And things seem to conflict

About the rhymes i just kicked

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Down to smoke when i got kicked out and when my heart through a shredder

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

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

Kicked the chair out, just sit tight

A low life's plight

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

I practiced till that shit made perfect