This is a song about "Cheerleading and high school"

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

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

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Of a high school kid and his real times

Im happier when high and drunk

High school drop out n' was questioned

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

It was my first year in high school

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress

We passed high school only by a couple inches

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

School was a bummer, all the teachers were acting like they had high notoriety