This is a song about "School"

While we going through the school

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

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That was till she chose a school

Middle school was finally done

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Every kid in the school yard

A working genius, a work of art

That scary love, never get married love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

No david lettermans acting a fool

That's the sound of my tool

But now i'm in high school

See i learned it in school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool