This is a song about "School"

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

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Rapping rule, back to school

That's the sound of my tool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

So like i said before don't act a fool

That i wanna stay in the same school

But she forgot about the golden rule

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

School flunkie, pill junky

Blow up on this society

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

It was my first year in high school