This is a song about "Forget school"

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Of the entire day, store it and forget,

But wait, hold on, let's not forget

I respect that you don't know yet

Kick back and know yo son set

And none that hears it dare forget.

South beach fountain blue

To forget about you.

And forget about the trap,

One night love: i'mma need that

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

Don't you ever forget it

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

While we going through the school