This is a song about "No school"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And even your friends at school.

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

At school with no group, marginalized out to be a loner

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Every kid in the school yard

Take that big l for skipping school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

When niggas act bitch-made she got the heart to fightnigga my girlfriend, though we separated at times

Old school til i die no reason to testify im satisfied by multi syllable rhymes

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Iced out, okay cool

While we going through the school