This is a song about "School"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That was till she chose a school

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

That high school sounded cool

She going to borrow some money

School flunkie, pill junky

Then you look like a fucking fool

Rapping rule, back to school

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

While we going through the school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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