This is a song about "School and thots"

So ya pick a fight in school and ya threatened with expulsion.

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Went to school and sat in the back

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

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

Or school and the zero shits i'm giving,

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

After school me and a crew cruise

Zero options to choose

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

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

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