This is a song about "School"

That high school sounded cool

That's the sound of my tool

No david lettermans acting a fool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Rapping rule, back to school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

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

And even your friends at school.

Cause time is money

School flunkie, pill junky

But i guess that shit's just tough love

With some hard new school instrumentals.