This is a song about "School kids"

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

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Into all the innocent kids,

Just another product of this matrix

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

While we going through the school

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

And speak to suburban kids

They bringing me fish and chips

Then you look like a fucking fool

And even your friends at school.

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

I wanna feed my babys kids