This is a song about "Expelled from school"

Rapping rule, back to school

That's the sound of my tool

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

But she forgot about the golden rule

But now i'm in high school

Iced out, okay cool

Cause id get back from school my niece covered in shit,

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And even your friends at school.

Just get high until the kids get home from school holmes, relax

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance