This is a song about "Unhealthy school lunches"

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Then you look like a fucking fool

Rapping rule, back to school

School flunkie, pill junky

That's why i'm makin' money

Because i'm the best writer in school,

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Man these bitches got unhealthy kitchens

So here i am at the store for some chips

Iced out, okay cool

While we going through the school

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool