This is a song about "School"

Iced out, okay cool

Rapping rule, back to school

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

That was till she chose a school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

She need now, she ain't never needed love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

And even your friends at school.

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Middle school was finally done

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Because i'm the best writer in school,

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

That i wanna stay in the same school

No david lettermans acting a fool