This is a song about "Wannabe appropriate for school"

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

When im waiting for mealtime at school

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

And concentrate on the formation of appropriate quotations

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

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.

Fresh outta school but only for the week,

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

School is a bore to never go again is what i ask for

Take that big l for skipping school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

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