This is a song about "High school friends"

And even your friends at school.

Then you look like a fucking fool

Of a high school kid and his real times

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Whether its school, family, or friends

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

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

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

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Just get high until the kids get home from school holmes, relax

School was a bummer; all the teachers act with high notoriety

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money