This is a song about "High school bitches"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

It was my first year in high school

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Time in high school passes way more fast than you expect yo

Finish high school, study for physics

So i guess that's where i hide my things

That's the sound of my tool

But now i'm in high school

Of a high school kid and his real times

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

That high school sounded cool

She can only live for the moment

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

Graduated from high school i'm still tryna fuck the faculty

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree