This is a song about "School no cussing"

I got 99 problems and they're all about school, "school is cool" said no one ever

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

And even your friends at school.

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

The thugs say i'm cool

Rapping rule, back to school

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Still got that blunt lit but im in school so no i aint gone pass

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

They won't shut up ... and wow! now she's there- cussing