This is a song about "March break"

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

#right #see, #i'm #pisces, so i'll #march till i'm #ghost,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

Waitress break dishes, fuck bitches, trying to break my ambitions,

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Let betrayal break your pride

Don't worry just done get inside

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

She found out about april, so she chose to march

All these laws your too pussy to break

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

From hollywood to the hood

I still march on, stand strong, rage and i give ‘em hell

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well