This is a song about "School"

It was my first year in high school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Hey, must be the money

School flunkie, pill junky

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Iced out, okay cool

Rapping rule, back to school

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

My friends were off at school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And i am one of one

Middle school was finally done

I told myself that i would play it cool

That i wanna stay in the same school