This is a song about "Fuckin school"

School flunkie, pill junky

Hey, must be the money

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

That i wanna stay in the same school

Then you look like a fucking fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Every kid in the school yard

Iced out, okay cool

While we going through the school

That's the sound of my tool

And even your friends at school.

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Rapping rule, back to school