This is a song about "You think your popular"

I think your are cause your friends pity you

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Son, you think your good, get it out of your head,

At the thought of being popular

And then along came the wrong man for her

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Why cant i be popular

I think you got your onstar button inside your car stuck

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

What do you think? in your finger tip,

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever

Step up if you think your a contender ill leave you tender

Of impactful things one can ask for

You think your mind can handle more