This is a song about "Peary middle school"

Former middle school anarchist who hated the ways of modernists/

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Lady at the frank stand will

Boys oink like you in the middle

See i learned it in school

That's the sound of my tool

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Fucking u with ma middle finger

I be on my dark liquor

Stuck in the middle of a...

Coroners comfort your mama

My middle names shane, no shame

Down in dallas at the all-star game