This is a song about "School"

But policy was...you gotta go to school

So like i said before don't act a fool

That i wanna stay in the same school

But she forgot about the golden rule

School flunkie, pill junky

Dc, man over money

When im waiting for mealtime at school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

It's temporary lust you need an in showing

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

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

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