This is a song about "Struggling in school"

Run for cover and return fire

Milks cool, got school in a while/

But in my head there's something i can feel tugging and struggling

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Even poor people can use me in every school!

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

See i learned it in school

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Whilst in a school called junior high

In school i got suspended, but in turn i got some earnings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks