This is a song about "Tool"

I dont do much but chill with friends, your a government tool

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

But me and my brother never made it out school

And it’s all good until they go and spray a tool,

Im just a manic who uses insanity as his tool

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

You just another tool in the tool box

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

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

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

And ain't brew a tool used to be truthful

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

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

So i step down off the step stool im the next tool faggot rapper/