This is a song about "School and jail"

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

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

And all my childhood memories

There you can play jail games and make some peace.

Yeah, look here i pay dues

After school me and a crew cruise

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

Or school and the zero shits i'm giving,

And i'm raw, fish scale

Your father sits in jail

And they asked me whilst the school burnt, what they were imagining

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

And what fucking jail did i go to?

And if i do go you better come through

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

We hang at school and chat every night