This is a song about "School"

Because i'm the best writer in school,

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But now i'm in high school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That was till she chose a school

School flunkie, pill junky

Took my heart away from money

That's the sound of my tool

While we going through the school

It was my first year in high school

I told myself that i would play it cool

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

Do you need to go back to school?

With some hard new school instrumentals.

But most times darling the sequel sucks