This is a song about "Staying in school"

The thugs say i'm cool

See i learned it in school

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

It was my first year in high school

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

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

But now i'm in high school

Even poor people can use me in every school!

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

The time for your crime is caving in but tonight i am staying in because outside its raining sin

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,