This is a song about "Dropping out of school"

Or just full on dropping

Go where you ain't been

I’m a motherfucking great white shark, swimming in a school of bitches/

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

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

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

Pissed of so much i could have lifted and flip my school,

So give credit to my lack of ethics as you're dropping your jaws.

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

If you're gonna talk a load of shit then i only have one rule,