This is a song about "School uniform"

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Rapping rule, back to school

Middle school was finally done

I told him get his 9 and run

That was till she chose a school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Transforming the game back when it was uniform/

And even your friends at school.

That's the sound of my tool

But she forgot about the golden rule

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Girl i'ma wear that ass out like a uniform

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

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