This is a song about "Finishing school"

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Do you need to go back to school?

But policy was...you gotta go to school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

School flunkie, pill junky

Its a war with the enemy

And even your friends at school.

The thugs say i'm cool

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

See i learned it in school

That's the sound of my tool