This is a song about "School spirir"

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Then you look like a fucking fool

And even your friends at school.

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

It was my first year in high school

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

Iced out, okay cool

That was till she chose a school

We race foreign cars, custom models

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Take that big l for skipping school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool