This is a song about "School"

Then you look like a fucking fool

But now i'm in high school

With some hard new school instrumentals.

We race foreign cars, custom models

When im waiting for mealtime at school

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Iced out, okay cool

Rapping rule, back to school

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

School flunkie, pill junky

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

That was till she chose a school

While we going through the school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool