This is a song about "Hate my school"

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Pissed of so much i could have lifted and flip my school,

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

My hate, it's too much, it's too less

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

I'm twitching explaining my hate in a basement

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

Say i hate school look back when im finished,and i got perfect attendance

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Mine hate my soothing hysterics