This is a song about "Going to school stoned"

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

I'm fucking stoned and in the zone to snap your crunching bones

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Do you need to go back to school?

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

Mami told me son, hold your own

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Way too stoned to make it home so i passed out in the streets

Went to school and sat in the back

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Secondary school was secondary to

Because you are retarded and you know i will win this dual.

But im not leavin im going to grab ur son from elementary school,

Too stoned to kill a bird/

My shirt, purple label my shirt