This is a song about "School being out for summer"

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Like there must be something wrong for us to dislike school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

Questioning the whole meaning

For going on being

Can't wait for summer, might just so see a preacher, with my anxiety

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst

There’s no penalty for being criminals,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

I told myself that i would play it cool

My foster father says devan, wake up for school