This is a song about "School and sport"

Stay in school kid, and do what your mom told you.

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

While i'm hard on my grind working and school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Pissed of so much i could have lifted and flip my school,

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

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

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

And these nigga see this shit as a water sport

Fuck the pork, pluck the chickens for sport.

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort