This is a song about "I hate school"

If you hate school just fucking leave it fuck it's your choice

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

That i wanna stay in the same school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

I was a teen genius when i started high school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

And i hate the chilly weather

But i do quite well with all the bait

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes