This is a song about "This is my year"

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

Basically...." [this is my legacy]

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Your rhymes are wack, your swag is wack your shit is so last year

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

This is my first cypher,

Something worth dying for

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

In terms of propaganda this was an astronomical year