This is a song about "Popular kids and school and being your self"

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

If you're gonna talk a load of shit then i only have one rule,

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Stay in school kid, and do what your mom told you.

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

Go back to your roots and quit being a benevolent sexist

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

So grab your lunch and bag it, cause i take my foes to school.

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

She was popular, but i was shy and meek. a boy viewed as weak.

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Put your self in their position and slowly, listen