This is a song about "Wannabe appropriate for school"

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

And still got my nike boots

School is for fools, bitches, fags, tools

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Like there must be something wrong for us to dislike school

So son, why'd you bother if school was nothing but a landfill laid in for too long

And we still high assed outscreamin' 'thug till i die'before i passed outbut now that your gone

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Ur cool dude, but ur searching for purpose like mew two, i school fools

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since