This is a song about "School"

But policy was...you gotta go to school

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

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

With some hard new school instrumentals.

That's why i shine like i does

That high school sounded cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

The sun rising while you moaning

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

But she forgot about the golden rule

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Iced out, okay cool

But now i'm in high school