This is a song about "School"

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

It was my first year in high school

So like i said before don't act a fool

Rapping rule, back to school

The thugs say i'm cool

That was till she chose a school

Iced out, okay cool

Do you need to go back to school?

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Skated from howwies straight to your school

No david lettermans acting a fool

Off of ya melody

School flunkie, pill junky