This is a song about "Wannabe appropriate for school"

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Finish high school, study for physics

School is for fools, bitches, fags, tools

When they hear me rocking the groove

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Fresh outta school but only for the week,

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Like there must be something wrong for us to dislike school

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

So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

And the discography, somethin' you got to see