This is a song about "School delegate"

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

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Take that big l for skipping school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

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

But policy was...you gotta go to school

With some hard new school instrumentals.

That scary love, never get married love

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

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

Then you look like a fucking fool

That high school sounded cool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor