This is a song about "After school program"

And even your friends at school.

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That's the sound of my tool

My friends were off at school

So here's a new program where you can get yo own jam

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

It was my first year in high school

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

But now i'm in high school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

After school me and a crew cruise

With women with issues

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Splatter guts n' catchya after