This is a song about "Slang in"

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Couldn't hurt a fly, yet you talk all slang, your rap made up,

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

Knocked out in the lunch in

Girl listen, trying to position

And she throws up whatever she eats

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

See i walked in while she creeped in.

I get special attention

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky