This is a song about "School uniforms"

That was till she chose a school

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

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Mabye we'll school with some classes

See i learned it in school

That's the sound of my tool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

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

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

The bus pulls up beside the school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

My friends were off at school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool