This is a song about "School raps"

She like when i rap raps

But i’m praying in advance

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

It was my first year in high school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

The bus pulls up beside the school

That's the sound of my tool

See i learned it in school

I told myself that i would play it cool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

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

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded