This is a song about "Being picked on at school"

People would look at me in disgust, while i was on the bus to my school

Because you are retarded and you know i will win this dual.

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

I arrived at my school, realize i was cool

Picked the blade back up and put it on the side of my neck.

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

You see a black kid at a private catholic school

Seen at school, remember the wild mammals?

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Up at three, school at dawn,

Wonder where i went wrong

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

And even your friends at school.