This is a song about "School dropout"

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

I told myself that i would play it cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

But now i'm in high school

The thugs say i'm cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

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

While we going through the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

It was my first year in high school

My friends were off at school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool