This is a song about "School"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

The bus pulls up beside the school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

But now i'm in high school

That's the sound of my tool

And even your friends at school.

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

So like i said before don't act a fool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

The thugs say i'm cool

See i learned it in school

That was till she chose a school

Then you look like a fucking fool