This is a song about "High school love"

Of a high school kid and his real times

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

That i love, got to take ya to school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

We passed high school only by a couple inches

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

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Me to show it, but my love is high don't mow it, i'll flow it and grow it

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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,

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 act with high notoriety

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see