This is a song about "Elementary school days"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

What do we say to the parents of students of plaza elementary?

Then you look like a fucking fool

But now i'm in high school

Still better than most rappers who are mentally, in elementary huh

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

All their shit comes off so elementary

Let me rideuntil i get free

See i learned it in school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But she took it in his place

Enjoy your limited days,

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Like laser rays and razor blades, for days and days,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery