This is a song about "School furniture"

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

And even your friends at school.

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Every kid in the school yard

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

That was till she chose a school

Iced out, okay cool