This is a song about "School subjects"

Then you look like a fucking fool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

My friends were off at school

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Every kid in the school yard

And even your friends at school.

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

The bus pulls up beside the school

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that