This is a song about "My baby is going to highschool"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

They say the first two years after highschool,well everything is just temporary.

About something to remember, even though my baby girls not here.

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Or you'll drive me crazy

Rollin' with my baby

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I lost my cousin to a gun he left his baby girl

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Nothing is going to be the same

Going to have my pick of classes

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

This is all im going to say

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Don't want to be the king

Where is my life going,