This is a song about "Prom school schoolmates"

While we going through the school

Iced out, okay cool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

When im waiting for mealtime at school

But policy was...you gotta go to school

So like i said before don't act a fool

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

With some hard new school instrumentals.

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

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

I only wanna kiss, and to buy you a prom dress

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool