This is a song about "Prep school"

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

That's the sound of my tool

It was my first year in high school

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Take that big l for skipping school

I told myself that i would play it cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

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

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

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

Blood all over grass mouth infested with rats i'm a known killer names encarved in each

Now sissy prep up for a symphony of alimonies within a pterodactyl screech