My friends were off at school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
The thugs say i'm cool
While we going through the school
Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor
Skated from howwies straight to your school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
Iced out, okay cool
That was till she chose a school
That's the sound of my tool
But now i'm in high school
Then you look like a fucking fool
When im waiting for mealtime at school
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
The bus pulls up beside the school
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