This is a song about "School"

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

See i learned it in school

The thugs say i'm cool

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

It was my first year in high school

Fuck fame, fuck money

School flunkie, pill junky

A working genius, a work of art

Every kid in the school yard