This is a song about "Life and school"

So ya pick a fight in school and ya threatened with expulsion.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

School and friends and kittens like i did when i was nine

I look around and begin walking into the school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

But best believe i'd school and coma any mc

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

Personal bus driver, take you to school and church too

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

Stay in school kid, and do what your mom told you.

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

We hang at school and chat every night

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right