This is a song about "School"

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

But conflicts they keep on growing

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

It was my first year in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

Then you look like a fucking fool

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

But now i'm in high school

That's the sound of my tool

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Every kid in the school yard

Not hungry for my poetry

School flunkie, pill junky