This is a song about "Physician assistant school"

But she forgot about the golden rule

Because i'm the best writer in school,

And even your friends at school.

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

They had a hell of a run

Middle school was finally done

See i learned it in school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Every kid in the school yard

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

The bus pulls up beside the school

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

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school