This is a song about "School"

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

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

Middle school was finally done

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Because i'm the best writer in school,

No david lettermans acting a fool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Rapping rule, back to school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

That i wanna stay in the same school

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

The bus pulls up beside the school

That's the sound of my tool