This is a song about "School"

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

That high school sounded cool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Do you need to go back to school?

Iced out, okay cool

My friends were off at school

The thugs say i'm cool

But now i'm in high school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

But policy was...you gotta go to school

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

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Middle school was finally done

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen