This is a song about "Money and school"

Went to school and sat in the back

And daddy's in the cadillac

Not hungry for my poetry

Take my bus and bust down money

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I look around and begin walking into the school

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

My time with their half-witted reviews

After school me and a crew cruise

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

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Being fly was priority to the lowest