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

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

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

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

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

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

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

‘cuz you’re mad enough to scream but you’re sad enough to tear (x2)

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Haters mad cause i aint playin the game right

Schools are like a prison

I pop one, you pop one

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

When i was mad, you thought i was sad

When love comes callin', don’t love back