This is a song about "Drugs in school"

But she forgot about the golden rule

Because i'm the best writer in school,

I'll meet you in the sky

Whilst in a school called junior high

Run for cover and return fire

Milks cool, got school in a while/

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Always on point taking drugs in intervals

See, and now life seem hard

Every kid in the school yard

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

It was my first year in high school