This is a song about "School"

Then you look like a fucking fool

That high school sounded cool

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

The bus pulls up beside the school

My friends were off at 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

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That was till she chose a school

School flunkie, pill junky

Blow up on this society