This is a song about "Dallas high school"

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

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

High school now, fuck middle school now im lifted, gifted, on a pedestal,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,

Then came high school where everything's different see

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

That high school sounded cool

Then you look like a fucking fool

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Just get high until the kids get home from school holmes, relax

Iced out, okay cool

My friends were off at school

No david lettermans acting a fool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,