This is a song about "School"

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Because i'm the best writer in school,

But she forgot about the golden rule

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Rapping rule, back to school

Take that big l for skipping school

No david lettermans acting a fool

That was till she chose a school

That's the sound of my tool

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

School flunkie, pill junky

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

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

I can teach you all the sounds of love

With some hard new school instrumentals.