This is a song about "April fools day"

Turn them fools upside down like a handstand

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Straight g thing, double m g thing

And now you fools better be clapping

Breaking rules are for fools

With women with issues

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

It's that day, excuse to abuse, no rules, lit fuse, fools

And you kids are just silly fools.

Zero options to choose

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

And wonder how we ever came to this

And all these teachers treat us like some fools

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

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