This is a song about "Fack school"

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

I told myself that i would play it cool

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Harbor lights shining out the black power grid

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Here i go again, falling in love

The bus pulls up beside the school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

It was my first year in high school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool