This is a song about "Succeeding in school"

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I just want somebody i can see

In my old school, with the naughty

Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Then you look like a fucking fool

That ain't really my style

Milks cool, got school in a while/

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Bullied in school, noting new,

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Went to school and sat in the back

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool