This is a song about "School"

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Looking at your money

School flunkie, pill junky

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Iced out, okay cool

And even your friends at school.

With some hard new school instrumentals.

And panned out, i'm all in love

School flunkie, pill junky

That's why i'm makin' money

That was till she chose a school

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