This is a song about "Medical school"

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

And use it all to get high on the medical herbs

See i learned it in school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And even your friends at school.

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But now i'm in high school

The thugs say i'm cool

Rapping rule, back to school

That's the sound of my tool

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Off the medical blunts long as a krakkens tentacle

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Im sick for medical the ill mind is approved for me

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

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