This is a song about "Everyone fits in high school"

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

The lyrical surgeon uncertain if he fits in raps atmosphere

That everyone participate in

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Whilst in a school called junior high

It was my first year in high school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

But now i'm in high school

That's the sound of my tool

See i learned it in school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Gravity is the weakest of all forces, perhaps you didn't pass high school,

So now he sacrificed his adolesence turned his image to a ghoul