This is a song about "Wannabe rap th appropriate for school"

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

My foster father says devan, wake up for school

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

You're late for school, you definitely not getting behind

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

Old school nature trying to rap pacs twin,

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

School is for fools, bitches, fags, tools

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

You're just a wannabe

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

Like there must be something wrong for us to dislike school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule