Pace High School

Where all the Miami thots go out to play and where all the football niggas go out to run trains on innocent freshmen. Never in your life visit pace or you’ll be scammed and will find yourself attending it the following year. You might think it’s a nice Catholic school for your Latino son Pablo or Juan to attend to, but nope. The only thing praised there is the football team, cheerleaders, and all the lightskin wets. Pablo is not going to fit in because there’s a lot of hood rat bitches who eat hot fries everyday in lunch and there’s a lot of fake thug ass niggas who walk down the hallways singing the same NBA Youngboy song. The teachers aren’t that bad, but they don’t really give a fuck about the school in general. The classes are always cold and the food is always cold. And don’t ever walk into a pace bathroom after 4 PM, you’ll either see two niggas fucking each other or freshmen fighting and screaming worldstar. The freshmen are the worst thing too, most of them are ugly, wets, or actually kind of cool. They all smell like roach spray though. So basically, don’t go to Pace.

“Hey Pablo, want to go to Pace High School” - Mom
“Si, mama, I would like to see all my border crossing friends from my middle school in Hialeah” - Pablo
“Okay Pablo, have fun” - Mom

*Pablo gets ran through by the football team twice, fails all his classes, sits next to a black girl who only eats takis in every class, and fell off the bleachers”

“Despacito” - Pablo