This is a song about "Downey high school"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

We passed high school only by a couple inches

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

My friends were off at school

Iced out, okay cool

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

And high school bullies pick up on you, make you slash it gone,

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

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool