This is a song about "Quarter life crisis"

Big playmaker quarter back

The third one is mixed, white and black

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

My insecurities and worries shall be no longer

Even though i only got a b last quarter

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I might just, spread like virus, the lyrics will cause a crisis,

Since i quarter dimes in order n' preach crack in holy water

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

4th quarter, how you gon go and take mike out?

In a rise from my crisis

Let's have a toast for this new love