This is a song about "Making history"

History, like yo clique will be

A military mind mean money

And put you back into your teacher’s room ‘cuz you’re history,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

September 2nd will go down in history

Instead of darkened fiends writing her fucking history,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Let them come we’re the ones carving history,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

You're just history

Go down in history like dracula

Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna