This is a song about "Graveney school"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

Middle school was finally done

On the bible you can run

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

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Its a war with the enemy

School flunkie, pill junky

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

It was my first year in high school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

And even your friends at school.