This is a song about "School"

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

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

When im waiting for mealtime at school

I told myself that i would play it cool

So like i said before don't act a fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

And by the way i'mma start

Every kid in the school yard

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Take that big l for skipping school