This is a song about "Wearwood school"

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Every kid in the school yard

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Middle school was finally done

I'm a son of a gun

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

The bus pulls up beside the school

That high school sounded cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

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

School flunkie, pill junky

And losin all his money

That's the sound of my tool

My friends were off at school