This is a song about "School"

Blow up on this society

School flunkie, pill junky

Because i'm the best writer in school,

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

And even your friends at school.

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

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

It was my first year in high school

The bus pulls up beside the school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That was till she chose a school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

School flunkie, pill junky

I be gettin' money