Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school
Skated from howwies straight to your school
No david lettermans acting a fool
And even your friends at school.
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
That i wanna stay in the same school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
It was my first year in high school
This for my niggas that really rap hard
Every kid in the school yard
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
Are you surprised? they belong in high school,
School flunkie, pill junky
I’m tryna be low key
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