This is a song about "Drunk at school"

At school my teacher would try to plant seeds of wisdom,

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Never finished school but u a lyricist used to staying at home

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Lunch times at school, the closest bet like wayne in this phrase

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,

When im waiting for mealtime at school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Lunch times at school, the closest bet like wayne in this phrase/

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Now at school guys were paying attention to the quiet, more

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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