This is a song about "Drunk at school"

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

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

Waking up at night to a hollering drunk throwing provoking feelings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

Come and get your scholarship, i'm taking kids to school

I arrived at my school, realize i was cool

Up at three, school at dawn,

But if i'm wrong

They'd whoop my ass after-school, would flee at took flight,

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

I might be going to school at only takoma mc