This is a song about "School"

We're living in a fantasy

School flunkie, pill junky

But policy was...you gotta go to school

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

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

While we going through the school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

It was my first year in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

My friends were off at school

Then you look like a fucking fool