This is a song about "Downey high school"

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

Unify them, mob through, take over and

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

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Secret society all we ask is trust

High school drop out n' was questioned

Then you look like a fucking fool

While we going through the school

Graduated from high school i'm still tryna fuck the faculty

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

School was a bummer; all the teachers act with high notoriety