This is a song about "School was crowded"

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

High school drop out n' was questioned

She was new to the school i think she moved from texas

I think i need some tylenol you got me restless

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

That i was thinkin' about writin' about, but my stream of thoughts crowded around

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

I school em with my bars and kill em all like it was columbine

Crowded with thousands of buds 'n' powders that he was showered with

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,