This is a song about "School"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That high school sounded cool

Hey, must be the money

School flunkie, pill junky

When im waiting for mealtime at school

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

Top ranked, number one my son

Middle school was finally done

Skated from howwies straight to your school

I told myself that i would play it cool

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

The thugs say i'm cool

That was till she chose a school