This is a song about "Year 12 finish"

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Rhyming fast,out of breath..bolt to the finish line

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

12 year old books going through your fuckin temple

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

It's usain how my tongue can bolt to the finish