This is a song about "School"

While we going through the school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

School flunkie, pill junky

Looking at your money

Because i'm the best writer in school,

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

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

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

That i wanna stay in the same school

No david lettermans acting a fool

Then you look like a fucking fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

School flunkie, pill junky

That's why i'm makin' money