This is a song about "Promote school"

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

Snitches here don't got no heart

Every kid in the school yard

I will try and promote this through my ability to write rhyme

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Rapping rule, back to school

That was till she chose a school

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

But now i'm in high school

The thugs say i'm cool

Then you look like a fucking fool

When im waiting for mealtime at school