This is a song about "Skateboarding money gold awesome high school"

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Of a high school kid and his real times

High school drop out n' was questioned

Clap two times if you drunk

And high school bullies pick up on you, make you slash it gone,

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

I told myself that i would play it cool

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

We passed high school only by a couple inches

But now i'm in high school

That's the sound of my tool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

It was my first year in high school

I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule