This is a song about "School"

Every kid in the school yard

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

So like i said before don't act a fool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

School flunkie, pill junky

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Middle school was finally done

Mami... she open, she open

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

The bus pulls up beside the school