This is a song about "Pharmacy school"

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Every kid in the school yard

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

That was till she chose a school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Do you need to go back to school?

No david lettermans acting a fool

Middle school was finally done

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

But she forgot about the golden rule

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school