This is a song about "School of athens"

Former middle school anarchist who hated the ways of modernists/

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

The giggle of a school boy who might jus miss behave

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

Hip hop in general now you wanna dive in a semen swimmin pool

Gravity is the weakest of all forces, perhaps you didn't pass high school,

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

I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,

But she forgot about the golden rule

You pussy emcees,need to attend more of school

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

Pissed of so much i could have lifted and flip my school,