This is a song about "School"

The bus pulls up beside the school

That's the sound of my tool

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

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

I told myself that i would play it cool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

School flunkie, pill junky

Fuck fame, fuck money

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

No david lettermans acting a fool

It was my first year in high school

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

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school