This is a song about "Going on a road trip after school"

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

Im still on track even if the runner trip.

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Going school try to be the nice guy.

Soo be ready for a painful trip.

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

High school now, fuck middle school now im lifted, gifted, on a pedestal,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

After your names on a tombstone

So don't follow me home

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

Then going on a drug binge

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

The school kid in a cruel trip that's a fallacy