This is a song about "April fool"

Who cares, walk away, don’t talk you fool

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

You made me the fuckin fool

I call that shit that middle school

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.

Incoming callplus this my homie from high school

He looks like the traditional white man's fool

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

You soundin a little shitty fool,

But she forgot about the golden rule

Who cares, walk away, don’t talk you fool

Notice but you just made a fool

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

Notice but you just made a fool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor