This is a song about "Perfection in school"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

The game manifested me as perfection/

Second thought, nah i'm not close to perfection

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Whilst in a school called junior high

Damn is your mattress dry

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

You say reflection reveals your perfection

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

We made it to perfection

It ain't where i been

See i learned it in school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool