This is a song about "Life and school"

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

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

New canvas she need a new stroke

Go to school and smoke dope.

So ya pick a fight in school and ya threatened with expulsion.

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Pissed of so much i could have lifted and flip my school,

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

And they asked me whilst the school burnt, what they were imagining

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Life is a bitch but i skipped school gripped my balls middle finger saying fuck

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon