This is a song about "Madison middle school haters luke david sad mad emotions schools"

All these haters who mad and be nagging at me

And i got a little big, keep it low key

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

When schools do charity, assuming that apparently,

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

Because you are retarded and you know i will win this dual.

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

The concept is so absurd

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Haters mad cause i aint playin the game right

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

I wonder so often

Middle school was finally done