This is a song about "School"

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

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

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

School flunkie, pill junky

Iced out, okay cool

See i learned it in school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

That i wanna stay in the same school