This is a song about "Goin to school it aint so pretty"

J. cole runnin' late

But it aint wrong, so why the hate

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

Goin to class readin the grapes of wrath, this aint no dust bowl this a drought,

Over me the same peeps that have died

It aint time to shine lights while your dime aint right

So i went to school to see my test

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

So i be goin so hard

They don't hear my bark

To toy with em like a fool. im so fucked up, you'd think i graduated from clown school,

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

You all basic starting rumors but it aint hard to trace it

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

I gotta go back to school god dam it