This is a song about "Rule the school"

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

It's my first fucken rule i fire in the asshole

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Then you look like a fucking fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Im the opposite to robin hood, i break every school rule, all i care bout is you,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Tryna rule all the cash around me, but it's not easy

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds