This is a song about "School"

I’m tryna be low key

School flunkie, pill junky

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

I told myself that i would play it cool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

That was till she chose a school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

See i learned it in school

Iced out, okay cool

But now i'm in high school