This is a song about "The boy i like is name julio and he is funny and he is a flirt and he has a cute smile"

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

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

And again he is back at the beginning.

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

He had is tolls on the bench, a paper and pen.

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

And what the fuck's he doing, is he crazy

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect

Its like the devil is on the wheel of fortune and he just spin n' grin

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation