This is a song about "Ian ramsey school"

It was my first year in high school

So like i said before don't act a fool

That high school sounded cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That i wanna stay in the same school

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

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

I told myself that i would play it cool

The bus pulls up beside the school