This is a song about "School"

Then you look like a fucking fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

While we going through the school

That's the sound of my tool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

But policy was...you gotta go to school

My friends were off at school

Iced out, okay cool

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

And even your friends at school.