This is a song about "School"

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

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

That was till she chose a school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

But now i'm in high school

The thugs say i'm cool

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

But policy was...you gotta go to school

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

When im waiting for mealtime at school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school