This is a song about "School"

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

While we going through the school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Take that big l for skipping school

But girl you got me open

Middle school was finally done

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

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

That was till she chose a school

That's the sound of my tool

But now i'm in high school

Iced out, okay cool