This is a song about "You finish school"

You think you are cool cuz you came from usa's school.

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

And for sport i'm gonna finish you; lyrically not physically

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Ain't here to school,just giving you tips

I'm gonna piss all over this interview, lyrically finish you

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

When you be runnin' for the win, i'll be chillin' at the finish line.

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

Finish high school, study for physics

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time