This is a song about "School shooters"

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

School flunkie, pill junky

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

The bus pulls up beside the school

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

No david lettermans acting a fool

I put them shooters on the corners like that nigga dirk

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

Middle school was finally done

My friends were off at school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,