This is a song about "School"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That high school sounded cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

I told myself that i would play it cool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

It was my first year in high school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

See i learned it in school

The thugs say i'm cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

Then you look like a fucking fool

That's the sound of my tool

Rapping rule, back to school