This is a song about "School rap"

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

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

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

That i wanna stay in the same school

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

While we going through the school

Iced out, okay cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

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

But now i'm in high school

That's the sound of my tool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

I rap for about ten minutes and then the school bus pulls up in front of me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see