This is a song about "When i was a youngin momma beat with the belt every day she asked what i ma do with myself i told her i wanna get rich and get a house up on the hills started juugin for them bands tryna stack a couple mil when i went to school i used to wear the same clo"

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

I get up every day and go to school

Told her i wanna change up, she said that's cool with me.

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

I got mouths to feed wanna buy a house and a couple cars

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Hit them when i get gems with the venom in my rhythm

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

On how when you turned a fuck boy and the same day i turned celibate

Lyrics are criminal, every visible line is typical and pitiful

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

The next day i went to the gym to see all my friends making a cake for the school

Fuckin chicks is a rule if my girl think im loyal then that bitch is a fool