This is a song about "Being naughty in school"

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

I wasn't well in school, got in trouble with their faculty,

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Like wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon

In my old school, with the naughty

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Blasting out some backyard

Every kid in the school yard

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system

That's the sound of my tool

See i learned it in school

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Even poor people can use me in every school!