This is a song about "Leaving primary school"

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Leaving you curious about your cheerios

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

While we going through the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Leaving you body nothing but a lifeless carcass

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

Was primary, the source of conflicts, switchin' sides every

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been