This is a song about "Going school"

That's the sound of my tool

And even your friends at school.

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Iced out, okay cool

While we going through the school

See, where i come from is hard

Every kid in the school yard

School flunkie, pill junky

And now that i’m getting money

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

I told myself that i would play it cool

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Going school try to be the nice guy.

Now everybody put your hands up high