This is a song about "School"

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

That's the sound of my tool

Take that big l for skipping school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

My friends were off at school

Iced out, okay cool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

That was till she chose a school

The thugs say i'm cool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Champagne, foreign names in my pool