This is a song about "Graduation school prom"

That was till she chose a school

That's the sound of my tool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

They don't care if you make it to graduation,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I told myself that i would play it cool

The bus pulls up beside the school

But policy was...you gotta go to school

So like i said before don't act a fool

Let's have a toast for this new love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Rapping rule, back to school

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

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less