This is a song about "Weed and alcohol and school"

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

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I said i got my ass beat

Put up and smoke that weed,

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And even your friends at school.

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

And delete that weed you are

Hope my city is not too far

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer

Weed smoke, booze and violence

I shed so many tears