This is a song about "School"

But she forgot about the golden rule

But policy was...you gotta go to school

See i learned it in school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Cause some of you bitches funny

School flunkie, pill junky

The bus pulls up beside the school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

That i wanna stay in the same school

A working genius, a work of art

Every kid in the school yard

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school