This is a song about "Note drips"

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

He's tensed up all white with a note in his palm

But the note in his hand can not be ignored

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

She just sit there and watches as the blood drips

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

In a blink my pen drips a script of this shit and i ignite

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

N whoever that want it, better note that im so focused

There's a quote that note

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke