This is a song about "School shoting"

My friends were off at school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

But now i'm in high school

With some hard new school instrumentals.

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

That i wanna stay in the same school

But policy was...you gotta go to school

I told myself that i would play it cool

That's the sound of my tool

That was till she chose a school

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

So like i said before don't act a fool

It was my first year in high school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor