This is a song about "Love school"

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

No david lettermans acting a fool

It was my first year in high school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

But policy was...you gotta go to school

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

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

And even your friends at school.

Rapping rule, back to school

Iced out, okay cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

That was till she chose a school