This is a song about "Bars in school"

My four-four's givin payback

Went to school and sat in the back

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

This blaze in my bars, needs a place in the stars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

I school em with my bars and kill em all like it was columbine

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I told myself that i would play it cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

In my old school, with the naughty

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool