This is a song about "Sparking after school"

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Hear the thunderclap after

Going broke, no sir

Splatter guts n' catchya after

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

High as shit, i’m in a booth

After school me and a crew cruise