This is a song about "Vote kaya and mollie for class of 2018 reps again"

From poor to middle class and back again, i'm psycho to rap,

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Cause i'll kill if i find out you're watching some other movies, bitch

Only dreamed of middle class, and never, ever, ever rich,

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Vote on a rap and read the best come back

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

And if they vote for you in this fuckin' battle you can have it

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Once him and i got back to class it was time for recess

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Between me and anyone who "reps a set". (wow ain't you hard)

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

And stand up again and try to make some kind of living

And get it again and again

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them