This is a song about "High school girls at parties"

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

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,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Of a high school kid and his real times

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

In high school i met this girl, she really changed my life

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

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool