This is a song about "High at school"

No david lettermans acting a fool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

That high school sounded cool

But she forgot about the golden rule

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

High school now, fuck middle school now im lifted, gifted, on a pedestal,

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

We hang at school and chat every night

Gravity is the weakest of all forces, perhaps you didn't pass high school,

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

But now i'm in high school

That's the sound of my tool

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

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool