This is a song about "After achool"

Even after i die/

Keep your heads up high

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

With wit to make you frail right after

Then to try to chase these men

Every night after ten

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

Friend after friend left me

Or you'll drive me crazy

I'll fuck you after i strike

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Especially, after that heavily news

Sippin' shots crippen after

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer