This is a song about "School is bomb"

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

He goes to school with the same thing on is mind

Your pep is dead my bomb spread so step to this

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

That's word to my mom

My mom, it was the bomb,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

With grenades your flow is old school my flow is up to date, like a slut.

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Your botch is bomb yo, thats why i'm living in her condo

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

School is a bore to never go again is what i ask for

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

That bomb blew up cause my hand is a clicker."