This is a song about "School fr"

Then you look like a fucking fool

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

It was my first year in high school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Its a war with the enemy

School flunkie, pill junky

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

But she forgot about the golden rule

See i learned it in school

The thugs say i'm cool

Hey, must be the money

School flunkie, pill junky