This is a song about "Achool"

So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.

'cause it was an admired service-man

Just another day poisonin the minds of ever ready virgins

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses