This is a song about "Pussy weed school"

While we going through the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Who be puffin that weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Rapping rule, back to school

The thugs say i'm cool

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

That's the sound of my tool

My friends were off at school

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

It's obvious i'm crazy