This is a song about "School mates"

Do you need to go back to school?

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Then you look like a fucking fool

See i learned it in school

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

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

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

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But now i'm in high school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That was till she chose a school

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations

Me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades