This is a song about "School gpa"

That was till she chose a school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Off of your melody

School flunkie, pill junky

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

Because i'm the best writer in school,

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

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

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

It was my first year in high school

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Say goodbye to my gpa, but still i got time so i can't quit/

But policy was...you gotta go to school

But she forgot about the golden rule