This is a song about "School"

And even your friends at school.

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Can’t you see just how long my run

Middle school was finally done

The bus pulls up beside the school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

But now i'm in high school

Do you need to go back to school?

I told myself that i would play it cool

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

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

Take that big l for skipping school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool