This is a song about "Southwood primry school"

Iced out, okay cool

While we going through the school

Let's have a toast for this new love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Looking at your money

School flunkie, pill junky

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

That high school sounded cool

And my main bitch, she just started school

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

I told him get his 9 and run

Middle school was finally done