This is a song about "Neymar jr"

Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Time keeps flying and we dreamin' of private jets,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait

Lyrically ma talent makes you wanna poke your prostate admire n masturbate

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Let's enjoy our younger years