This is a song about "Dress code in school"

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

They don't ask for a pass when yo ass waltz in my dress room

Mother died in a wedding dress, it was a depressing death that hurt his youth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Then you look like a fucking fool

Checking in code, while swigging straight rum

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Yall fuck it yes im depressed and dress in black

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back