This is a song about "School"

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Middle school was finally done

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That was till she chose a school

And even your friends at school.

That's the sound of my tool

I’m tryna be low key

School flunkie, pill junky

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Iced out, okay cool

While we going through the school