This is a song about "Tripp to school"

Then you look like a fucking fool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

And all women who had light features, see

School just finished it's time to party

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Walkin my ass to school with mismatched socks

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Just to hear real music i went back to middle school

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school

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

Rapping rule, back to school

The thugs say i'm cool