This is a song about "School spirir"

She can make a pimp fall in love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But now i'm in high school

I told myself that i would play it cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

The thugs say i'm cool

Rapping rule, back to school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

My friends were off at school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That was till she chose a school

That's the sound of my tool