This is a song about "School dropout"

And even your friends at school.

The thugs say i'm cool

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

It was my first year in high school

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

With some hard new school instrumentals.

And i need you to show me love

Rapping rule, back to school

Iced out, okay cool

But now i'm in high school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Take that big l for skipping school

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool