This is a song about "Graduation school prom"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

My friends were off at school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

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

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Then you look like a fucking fool

But now i'm in high school

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I only wanna kiss, and to buy you a prom dress

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Because i'm the best writer in school,