This is a song about "School bad death gjns"

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Do you need to go back to school?

Then you look like a fucking fool

While we going through the school

Wish i could shed all these tears

Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Rapping rule, back to school

I shall but love thee better after death.

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

Luxury life, results living bad

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool