This is a song about "School"

That's the sound of my tool

The bus pulls up beside the school

With some hard new school instrumentals.

And i need you to show me love

Every kid in the school yard

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

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

That i wanna stay in the same school

Rapping rule, back to school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Middle school was finally done

Cold, my style making my nose run

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

It was my first year in high school

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