This is a song about "Weed school guys"

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school

So y'all can cope n' touch

Is you guys suck so much

Who be puffin that weed

Have no souls indeed

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

My friends were off at school

To intercept the bad guys intentions.

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons