This is a song about "New school"

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Now i lead a new school full of students

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

Now i lead a new school full of students

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

But i guess that shit's just tough love

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

But she forgot about the golden rule

A new school wack rapper who can't write a

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

That was till she chose a school

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