This is a song about "School"

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

Because i'm the best writer in school,

School flunkie, pill junky

Hey, must be the money

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Iced out, okay cool

But now i'm in high school

School flunkie, pill junky

Off of your melody

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

It was my first year in high school

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