This is a song about "My crush in school"

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

I just crush a lot on my big pun shit

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

In my old school, with the naughty

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

When 2013 passed along in my first middle school year

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

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

Then you look like a fucking fool

See i learned it in school

I crush back bones and my bank in like a waterfall, cash flow

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow