This is a song about "Anything that rhymes with school"

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Tell you that your anything but mediocre/

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

With wonder rhymes that leave their minds served like

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

My rhymes and style are so defined/ that i could make her cling to me with little time//

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I stay with in a shell of hope that my rhymes will stay dope

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

Mabye we'll school with some classes

See boy she been in love

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Kid just go back to school and learn how to write rhymes

Destined to win, get respect where i live