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

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

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

When 2013 passed along in my first middle school year

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Middle school was finally done

I’m just a flowing white boy who has mad haters

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Just a couple more months then middle school bound

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Former middle school anarchist who hated the ways of modernists/

If his bitch insist on getting sick

These haters sad, cause they raps blow dick