This is a song about "The end of school"

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

The giggle of a school boy who might jus miss behave

Silent momentman, i been missing you

He owns all of us and the school too

It may be not the same for you

Only good part of the school day is to

Whoever crowned you the king of the school should be drowned/

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Give them something to live for instead of the week end,

And at the end of the day,

So close i could give flip a play

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

This is the end of my fucking song

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb