This is a song about "School spirir"

My friends were off at school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That i wanna stay in the same school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

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

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

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

That was till she chose a school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

The bus pulls up beside the school

And even your friends at school.

That's the sound of my tool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

I told myself that i would play it cool