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

When 2013 passed along in my first middle school year

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

All these haters who mad and be nagging at me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

But i'm not mad at you, i'm mad at me cause sometimes i make you sad

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Bitch this shit is for every fuckin' kid who never played it cool,

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

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

And if i want to go outside

Haters mad cause i aint playin the game right

Just to hear real music i went back to middle school

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