This is a song about "School"

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

Middle school was finally done

School flunkie, pill junky

I be gettin' money

It was my first year in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Don’t you be holding back, your love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

The bus pulls up beside the school

See i learned it in school

That's the sound of my tool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,