This is a song about "School"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That was till she chose a school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That i wanna stay in the same school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Every kid in the school yard

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

See i learned it in school

Iced out, okay cool

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

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

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Middle school was finally done

There are times when you'll need someone