This is a song about "School mates"

That damier bag i bought her

But my mates said i'm a loser

Iced out, okay cool

Rapping rule, back to school

I'm missing the mates that i used to know.

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

That's the sound of my tool

See i learned it in school

Every kid in the school yard

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

The bus pulls up beside the school

I told myself that i would play it cool

So like i said before don't act a fool

Because i'm the best writer in school,