This is a song about "Rochester high school"

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Graduated from high school i'm still tryna fuck the faculty

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

My friends were off at school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,

Then you look like a fucking fool

See i learned it in school

Of a high school kid and his real times

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

That's the sound of my tool

Rapping rule, back to school

Whilst in a school called junior high

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die