This is a song about "Ib school"

The thugs say i'm cool

And even your friends at school.

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

That i wanna stay in the same school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

See i learned it in school

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Middle school was finally done

My friends were off at school

Iced out, okay cool

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

But policy was...you gotta go to school