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

Teach you how to rope a chick

These haters mad, cause my rap's flow's sick

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

When i was mad, you thought i was sad

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

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

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

High school now, fuck middle school now im lifted, gifted, on a pedestal,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I can only imagine

Middle school was finally done

Well, that's what you are

Luke im not ur father