This is a song about "I takes you back to school faggots"

I always went back to you

Swear i'm trying to get through

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Unless you just wanna get more confused than my brain at why i have to school

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Kid just go back to school and learn how to write rhymes

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Rapping rule, back to school

Takes one to the back, gets up but their shooting more!

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

All of you faggots off the map back to reality its time to rap.

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

But policy was...you gotta go to school