This is a song about "School gradua"

And even your friends at school.

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

But she forgot about the golden rule

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

See i learned it in school

Back in tha old school

That high school sounded cool

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Skated from howwies straight to your school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Cause time is money

School flunkie, pill junky