That's the sound of my tool
That was till she chose a school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
It was my first year in high school
Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school
Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool
When im waiting for mealtime at school
Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule
Off of your melody
School flunkie, pill junky
Are you surprised? they belong in high school,
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
Every kid in the school yard
I'm so intact so i stay sharp
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