This is a song about "Hig school"

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

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

School flunkie, pill junky

Cause time is money

While we going through the school

The thugs say i'm cool

The bus pulls up beside the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school