This is a song about "I love school"

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

I look around and begin walking into the school

But she forgot about the golden rule

I was a teen genius when i started high school

I get up every day and go to school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool