This is a song about "High school cheerleading"

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

And high school bullies pick up on you, make you slash it gone,

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

School was a bummer, all the teachers were acting like they had high notoriety

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

It was my first year in high school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Then you look like a fucking fool

While we going through the school