This is a song about "School being rubbish"

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

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

That's the sound of my tool

The bus pulls up beside the school

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

That was till she chose a school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And even your friends at school.

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

A little coke addict fresh out grade school