This is a song about "School zelf een rap maken"

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Every kid in the school yard

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

But she forgot about the golden rule

Because i'm the best writer in school,

With some hard new school instrumentals.

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

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

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

That was till she chose a school

That's the sound of my tool

I told myself that i would play it cool

Do you need to go back to school?