This is a song about "My schol"

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

And that i spent the night with her

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Gotta work - slight work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I try not to obey them at anytime

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head