This is a song about "School bad death gjns"

Rapping rule, back to school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,

Spending her time with him i guess

I shall but love thee better after death.

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

It's actually disastrously bad

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

And even your friends at school.

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food