This is a song about "Toby morse is a tool"

Put that tool up to his mouth im busting

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Come and get your scholarship, i'm taking kids to school

Will be the future tool or am i being a fool

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

The sharpest tool in the shed, come catch a katana to the head

Shit said silently yah the code i speak is morse,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I don't take shit from no one, especially not a tool,

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

We never spray a tool unless to protect, we wipe the slate clean,

Who wiled out to break the rules, sprayed a tool, and hated school,

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

We all worship him and we're his hand tool

And my main bitch, she just started school