This is a song about "School"

Do you need to go back to school?

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Every kid in the school yard

A working genius, a work of art

But now i'm in high school

Then you look like a fucking fool

That i wanna stay in the same school

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

But she forgot about the golden rule

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

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Strapped up, know i keep that tool