This is a song about "School"

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

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Or closed casket for our troubles

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

But she forgot about the golden rule

That's the sound of my tool

Do you need to go back to school?

See i learned it in school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Rapping rule, back to school

Iced out, okay cool

While we going through the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool