This is a song about "School life"

Skated from howwies straight to your school

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

Middle school was finally done

And get on down with this thc vision

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

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

It was my first year in high school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But now i'm in high school

Iced out, okay cool

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Because i'm the best writer in school,