This is a song about "Dope in school"

That's the sound of my tool

See i learned it in school

Think about it in the mean time i'm a smoke this dope,

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

Every kid in the school yard

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

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

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

In school i got suspended, but in turn i got some earnings

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Then you look like a fucking fool

But now i'm in high school

Because i'm the best writer in school,

I told myself that i would play it cool