This is a song about "High school hoes"

And now your best friend's having kids

Finish high school, study for physics

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

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

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

Then came high school where everything's different see

You be get up on this fly shit baby

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

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

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

We passed high school only by a couple inches