This is a song about "Back in school high as fuck"

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Crack-smokers up the back, be derro as fuck

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I'm back to life flying high as pilots on airliners designed for the top

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

In high school i met this girl, she really changed my life

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Leave you stiff by the fourth round,high as fuck asking for more loud,

But she forgot about the golden rule

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Rapping rule, back to school

The thugs say i'm cool

Cause id get back from school my niece covered in shit,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split