This is a song about "School"

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

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

That i wanna stay in the same school

I told myself that i would play it cool

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Off of ya melody

School flunkie, pill junky

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

It was my first year in high school

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool