This is a song about "Dropped out of school"

Don't think it will work out; school just ain't my thing for the price

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

When i first came to the school we hung out every day

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

He should of just dropped the people that wouldn't stop

Felt like i'm free from all my sins when the service was over

At school with no group, marginalized out to be a loner

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

That one day he failed his class, he dropped out