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

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

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

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

When i see you in school you barely say anything to me

Hop in and let me test drive

Done with the corny rhymes

That was till she chose a school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

That i wanna stay in the same school

This is something different

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

But yo still held back in the pre-school, so your crappin nursery rhymes

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!