This is a song about "Sad at school"

Not fucking enough to be contenders. just sad old men at home watching

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Looking down at the wild child that is so sad seen him smile spidey sensing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

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

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

I arrived at my school, realize i was cool

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Never finished school but u a lyricist used to staying at home

When i am at school i do not go near other teenagers

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Now at school guys were paying attention to the quiet, more

Everyday day at school people makes fun of her,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger