Strapped up, know i keep that tool
That was till she chose a school
I told myself that i would play it cool
Because i'm the best writer in school,
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
That high school sounded cool
Electric chair i don't deserve the fun
Middle school was finally done
Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
Perhaps it's just a fantasy
School flunkie, pill junky
Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit
Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded
It was my first year in high school
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
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