This is a song about "Graduation school prom"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That was till she chose a school

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

But she forgot about the golden rule

Because i'm the best writer in school,

But now i'm in high school

That's the sound of my tool

See i learned it in school

Then you look like a fucking fool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Middle school was finally done

So now she picks up the gun