This is a song about "Om school"

It was my first year in high school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Every kid in the school yard

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

I look around and begin walking into the school

Do you need to go back to school?

That's the sound of my tool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

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

School flunkie, pill junky

And losin all his money

Rapping rule, back to school

The thugs say i'm cool