This is a song about "School"

My friends were off at school

Iced out, okay cool

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

So like i said before don't act a fool

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Me and my microphone could be one

Middle school was finally done

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

While we going through the school

Take that big l for skipping school

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