This is a song about "School wager"

While we going through the school

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

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

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

See i learned it in school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

The bus pulls up beside the school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I'll bet my wages, i'll wager that i'm filling the pages,

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

Do you need to go back to school?

Told me to make a wager.

Something worth dying for