This is a song about "Streamwood high school"

Graduated from high school i'm still tryna fuck the faculty

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Gravity is the weakest of all forces, perhaps you didn't pass high school,

Because you are retarded and you know i will win this dual.

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

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

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Rapping rule, back to school

The thugs say i'm cool

Whilst in a school called junior high

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

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