This is a song about "School"

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

See i learned it in school

No david lettermans acting a fool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Rapping rule, back to school

That's the sound of my tool

It was my first year in high school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

That i wanna stay in the same school

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

The thugs say i'm cool

And even your friends at school.

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

I told myself that i would play it cool